Andrianne's father sat in his big study, surrounded by expensive furniture and artwork. He was a powerful man, a wealthy businessman who had made a fortune through his connections and ruthlessness. He had built an empire through his criminal activities, and he was feared and respected by many.

Suddenly, his phone rang. It was one of his most trusted men, Steve's right-hand man.

"What is it?" he barked into the phone.

"Boss, it's Steve," the man said, his voice trembling. "He's been shot."

Andrianne's father felt a jolt of shock run through him. Steve was his most trusted enforcer, the man he relied on to handle the dirty work.

"Where...