Chapter 13

Gunshots rang in the air, bullets flying as it did.

The docks had been invaded and they few men that had been on standby had been shot dead.

"What's going on Sammy, how's the situation?" A voice boomed through the small district phone normally held by the sheriff's of the City.

"Sammy's dead, and the next head that would roll will be that of yours." Another answered the phone laughing as he raised the guy named Sammy's head up.

Blood dripped down his head and he smiled.

"You're all going to die, go tell that to your Boss. I will rule this City!"

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