Author's Point of view

The city was agitated. Something unspoken simmered beneath the typical hum of metropolitan life, including the flashing billboards, the repetitive honking of impatient vehicles, and the constant pulse of nightclubs and late-night diners.

Conjecture, whispers and a feeling of inevitability. The question of if the conflict will break out was no longer relevant when? was the question.

Marcus Steele had been establishing his authority for years. A well-organized hierarchy, a harmony between the traditional and contemporary worlds Under bright city lights and in the darkness, he had fought wars, forged alliances, and mediated agreements. However, his hold was slipping and the pack could sense it too....