Dante

The burner phone on my desk vibrated against the wood, and I didn't hesitate to pick it up because the reports from my southern territory were getting worse by the hour. My enforcers were losing ground to the rival syndicates, our bank accounts were being frozen by the federal task force, and if I didn't secure the Hades Realm Pack's massive shipping routes and financial resources by the end of the month, my entire empire would collapse into dust.

"Tell me you have good news, Fantine, because I am looking at a spreadsheet that says we are running out of time and options," I said, my voice cold as...