Carrick watched as Elias Kane rolled his shoulder, testing his wound. The assassin's sharp blue eyes locked onto him, a mixture of amusement and intrigue flickering behind them.
"I hope you know what you're doing, kid," Elias said, wiping the blood off his knife before tucking it back into his belt.
Carrick smirked. "I always do."
Elias chuckled, shaking his head. "Cocky. You remind me of someone I used to know... until I killed him."
Carrick's smirk didn't waver. "Good thing I don't plan on dying anytime soon."
Elias shrugged. "We'll see."
The warehouse was silent, the scent of oil and blood thick in the air. The fight had been intense, but Carrick had gotten what he wanted. He had recruited one of the deadliest assassins alive.
Now, it was time to set his next move.
He turned to Kasper, who had been watching from the shadows. "Find out where Domino is right now. I need to know every step he takes."
Kasper exhaled a cloud of smoke, his sharp gaze never leaving Carrick's. "You're not wasting time, huh?"
Carrick shook his head. "Domino made the first move. I'm just finishing the game."
Kasper smirked. "I like your style. I'll have the intel by morning." He flicked his cigarette away and disappeared into the night.
Elias cracked his neck. "So what's next, boss?"
Carrick eyed him carefully. The assassin had agreed to work with him, but he knew Elias wasn't loyal-not yet. He was testing him, waiting to see if Carrick was truly worth following.
"Next," Carrick said, slipping his hands into his pockets, "we send a message."
Elias raised an eyebrow. "To Domino?"
Carrick shook his head. "To everyone."
Three Hours Later.
The Black Lotus Casino was one of the Gale family's largest money-laundering fronts. Located in the heart of the city, it was a high-end establishment, filled with politicians, businessmen, and criminals alike.
And tonight, it was about to become a battleground.
Carrick stepped out of a sleek black car, adjusting the cuffs of his suit. Elias stood beside him, now cleaned up and dressed in all black, blending into the night.
"Bold move, hitting one of Domino's key assets," Elias murmured.
Carrick smirked. "That's the point."
The two men strode toward the entrance, passing by a pair of heavily armed guards. The moment they stepped inside, Carrick's presence turned heads.
Whispers spread. People recognized him.
The dead son of the Gale family had returned.
A pit boss, an older man with a scar across his cheek, approached with a nervous smile. "Mr. Carrick, I wasn't expecting you tonight."
Carrick smiled. "Neither was Domino when he put a hit on me. Imagine his surprise when he finds out I'm still alive."
The pit boss paled. "I... I don't know what you mean, sir."
Elias scoffed. "Save the act. We know this place is Domino's piggy bank."
Carrick stepped closer, lowering his voice. "Tonight, it belongs to me."
The pit boss swallowed hard. "Sir, you can't just,"
Before he could finish, Elias stabbed his knife into the man's hand, pinning it to the table. The pit boss let out a strangled scream.
The casino went silent.
Carrick leaned in, his voice calm. "I can. And I will."
He turned to the stunned guards. "You have two options. Swear loyalty to me, or walk away and never come back."
One of the guards hesitated, glancing at the pit boss. The other immediately dropped his weapon. "I'm in."
The first guard followed suit a moment later. "I... I'll work for you."
Carrick nodded. "Smart choice."
Elias yanked the knife out of the pit boss's hand, letting him collapse to the floor.
"You.." Carrick pointed at the wounded man. "..go tell Domino what happened here. Tell him his empire is crumbling."
The pit boss clutched his bleeding hand, nodding frantically before scrambling away.
Carrick exhaled, taking in the casino floor. His first territory.
Elias smirked. "That was fun."
Carrick grinned. "We're just getting started."
Meanwhile.. The Gale Family Estate
Domino Gale slammed his fist against the marble desk, his face twisted in rage. "HE DID WHAT?"
The pit boss knelt before him, his injured hand wrapped in bloodied bandages. "Carrick took the casino, sir. He... he made the guards swear loyalty to him."
Domino's breathing was heavy. His dead brother had just stolen one of his most profitable businesses.
Zachary Gale, their father, sat calmly in his chair, swirling a glass of whiskey. "I warned you, Domino. You should have handled him yourself."
Domino clenched his jaw. "I did handle it. I hired the best assassin money could buy!"
Zachary smirked. "And yet, Carrick is still breathing. Interesting."
Domino slammed his hands on the desk. "I want him dead. I don't care how much it costs!"
Zachary exhaled slowly. "No. Killing him now would be a mistake."
Domino turned sharply. "What?"
Zachary stood, his gaze cold. "Your brother just did something remarkable. He stole from you. And now, everyone in the underworld is watching."
Domino growled. "So what?!"
Zachary stepped forward. "So now, we wait. We let Carrick rise a little higher, let him think he's winning. And then..."
A slow smile spread across his face.
"We crush him."
Domino clenched his fists, but nodded. "Fine. But if he takes one more step toward my assets, I'm ending this."
Zachary chuckled. "Oh, Domino... this war has just begun."
Carrick sat in the VIP lounge, sipping whiskey as he watched the casino continue to operate under his control.
Elias leaned against the bar, watching him carefully. "You really think Domino is gonna let this slide?"
Carrick smirked. "Of course not. He's probably losing his mind right now."
Elias chuckled. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
Carrick took another sip. "I've been on the receiving end for too long. Now it's my turn to make them suffer."
Elias tilted his head. "So what's next?"
Carrick's eyes darkened.
"Next, we take everything."
