Chapter 6 - The Alliance of the Damned
The revelation of Harlan Vance's connection to Della's child changed everything. Royce realized that the Vances weren't just ruined; they were desperate enough to align themselves with anyone who could destroy the Calloway empire.
And that was exactly what they did.
Driven out of high society, a bankrupt Harlan and a humiliated Cordelia sought refuge in the criminal underworld. They offered Enzo Moretti the one thing he didn't have: insider access to the security codes of the Ashworth Grand Hotel, where Royce’s private financial servers were housed.
In a hidden warehouse near the industrial district, Enzo Moretti smiled cruelly as Harlan handed over a decrypted flash drive.
"With this, we can drain Calloway’s untraceable accounts by fifty percent within three hours," Thomas Moretti, Enzo’s volatile son, laughed. "He won't have the liquidity to pay his mercenary guards. His empire will collapse from the inside."
"I don't care about the money," Cordelia spat, her face twisted with bitter malice. "I want that pregnant bitch dead. I want her to watch everything she thinks she’s gained turn to ash."
"Patience, Miss Vance," Enzo Moretti chuckled, lighting a cigar. "Tomorrow is the annual Ashworth Gala. Royce Calloway will be forced to attend to show the city he is still in control. While he is surrounded by politicians and cameras, we will strike the estate. We will take the woman, and we will take his crown."
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Unbeknownst to the conspirators, one of the guards in the warehouse was a double agent working for Marcus. Within an hour, the details of the assassination and kidnapping plot were delivered directly to Royce’s desk.
Royce stared at the report, a terrifyingly serene expression settling over his features. "They want a war at the gala? Let's give them an execution instead."
