Chapter 26 The Fall Of Velazquez

• The night was thick with the scent of rain and gunpowder. The city, once ruled by whispers and fear, was now echoing with the sounds of war. Tonight, Velasquez—the last and most powerful of Serria’s enemies—would fall.
• Serria stood at the heart of the chaos, her black leather gloves slick with rain as she watched the burning remains of Velasquez’s empire. The man who had once been her father’s greatest rival had underestimated her. Now, his world was crumbling.
• Mark’s voice crackled over the radio. **"We have him. Third floor of the estate. He’s trying to run."**