The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 144

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Jarvis pinned Jasper with a gaze so sharp it felt like a razor at his throat.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" he demanded, his voice low and precise. Jasper swallowed hard. "No," he admitted, "but Hank told me he saw him do it." For a moment, Jarvis simply stared, and Jasper's pulse thundered his ears.

He could swear his fate dangled by a thread beneath Jarvis's cold scrutiny.

Then, with a curt jerk of his head, Jarvis turned and strode toward the front entrance of the sprawling mansion.

Soldiers had already forced Hank and Hugo down on their knees, and they trembled under the weight of his judgment.

He halted in front of them, his voice as steely as his glare. "You-both of you. Who killed Harlan?"

Hank, sweating bullets, jabbed a finger at Hugo. "It was him! Hugo killed Boss Harlan!"

Jarvis's gaze shifted to Hugo. "Explain."

Hugo's voice came out dull,

spent.

"When I got there, Harlan was already on the floor. He was dead."

"Liar!" Hank spat. "You killed Boss Harlan!"

Jarvis repeated himself, his voice dropping ominously low. "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Hank couldn't hold Jarvis's gaze.

"No," he admitted reluctantly, "but Hugo was the last one with the boss. When I walked in, Harlan was on the ground."

Jarvis moved faster than thought.

He drew his gun and fired a single shot.

Hank slumped forward, blood painting the floor in a harsh stroke of reality.

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Jasper staggered back, heart pounding. The instant shift from accusation to execution made his stomach churn.

Meanwhile, Hugo watched Hank's body collapse with a quiet acceptance.

He'd walked this dangerous road for too long, fully aware that one day-be it a rival's bullet or a friend's betrayal-the underworld would claim him too.

he'd

JV

unflinching, the strong do what they can, and the weak suffer what they

eyes burning with

everything. If you didn't kill Harlan, who

took a

last time I saw him, he was with a woman. When I returned, he

floor...and

"A woman? Who?"

Hugo's gaze flicked upward.

Jasper remembered her-she's the

Kingston Banquet. I'm not

Chapter 146

killer, but I'm certain she knows

settled over the mansion as

I don't care what it costs

her, even if you have to tear

one swift motion, Jarvis pressed his gun to Hugo's temple "I'm not

gunshot shattered

of the Lancaster

were already lined up like trophies at the entrance of

eager to show

sipping her latte with a casual grace. She looked up when Alex walked in,

Her black blouse

across from her, eyeing her choice of attire. "Why meet here of all

laced with intent. "I'll get straight to the point," she said, tapping her manicured nails on the table. "Mr. Alex, did Harlan's death have anything to do with

an eyebrow. "And why would

“Because you knocked me out for the night, and the next day,

"A man like him makes a lot of enemies. He was always

her fingertips on her coffee cup. "Harlan's death won't shake

gaze hardened. "You mean

"He's one, but he won't stick his neck out just because Harlan's gone. He's cautious. Not our biggest concern." Alex tilted his head. "So, who else was

a lieutenant with a dangerous amount of influence—someone even the mighty

me, let him come. Another enemy in my life doesn't change

really do live by that motto, don't you? 'What doesn't kill you makes you

Kingston's in town today. He wants to flex

you?" Alex asked,

was smooth, unbothered. "No. But there's another issue-Bill. He's

the same type as the guy Kelly

something...and I'd like a little

brow. "What's

wings." Her words were sweetly spoken bet

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