Chapter 11 - PIER NINE
Dominic, Marcus, and Clare entered the abandoned warehouse at 2:31 a.m.
Vincent's teams stayed hidden along the river.
Ellie sat twenty feet away.
Beside her stood Rebecca Sloan.
Peter's supposedly dead sister.
Clare whispered, "Baby."
Ellie looked at her. "I'm okay."
Rebecca held a pistol pointed at the floor.
A man appeared on the catwalk.
Gerald Pike.
Dominic stopped.
Vincent's voice came through his earpiece.
"Boss... Gerald is still in our security room."
A decoy.
The real Adrian had never been captured.
"Brothers," Adrian said.
Dominic held up the black ledger.
"You want this?"
"I want what Father stole."
"Your name?"
Adrian's face tightened.
"My place."
Rebecca suddenly stepped away from Ellie.
Adrian looked down. "What are you doing?"
"You said the child wouldn't be hurt."
Rebecca raised the pistol toward him.
Clare ran to Ellie.
Adrian fired.
Rebecca dropped with a shoulder wound.
Marcus charged the stairs.
Adrian vanished through the catwalk exit.
Before losing consciousness, Rebecca grabbed Dominic's sleeve.
"Lower Wacker."
"Why?"
"Your crash was never supposed to kill you."
"What was it supposed to do?"
"Open the vault."
Dominic stared.
Rebecca whispered, "It needs two Vale sons."
Marcus stopped.
Dominic understood.
Every move had pushed him toward his dead brother.
May you like
Not to destroy Marcus.
To bring him home.
