Prologue

I turned on the shower, and as I stood under it naked, the water trickled down my body, washing off the stains of blood.

It was a gloomy day. I had killed every last one of Tigger's men and also lost five of mine. I was so angry because the bastard got away, but not for long. It was a long hunt after all, but I need to set an example for every other bastard that would want to challenge us.

My enemies have grown further, and I know my life is in danger every single minute of the day, but I am more powerful than ever. I had to exercise my Dominion over New York and also send a message to every other cartel: there is no room for traitors and no forgiveness when passing judgment. New York is mine, and no one will ever take it away from me.

I picked up my phone to ask Ray to set up some torture sessions when Felix's call came in.

"We found him, Capo, the Accountant that owes us."

"Where?"

"Boston, Ray, and I will be heading over to Boston, Capo."

Finally, something exciting to do. Someone has to suffer for Tigger's crime, and who else if not that slimy bastard that ran with my money, It's about time I made them understand that no one runs from Mace Hunter.

"No, leave Ray out of this one; I will be right there." I hung up the phone.