Chapter 359

Night had fallen, and the stars were faint under the bright moonlight. From behind the iron gate on the southeastern edge of the Yannburgh Military District, curses in mixed Ylandish roared out—loud, messy, desperate. After a storm of yelling, the man’s voice broke down into anguished silence. On the floor of the interrogation room, a message lay torn into countless tiny scraps. It had originally been a classified document, encrypted with the Yland Mafia’s private code, now decoded and neatly annotated off to the side. Dated June 1st, it stated that “Black Wolf” had officially handed over the reins of the Mafia—an empire he'd led for almost fifty years—to a new leader codenamed “Rose.” That “Rose” was his granddaughter, born to his most beloved daughter. "You think some fake intel is gonna get me talking? That I’ll just spill everything for you? In your dreams." Troy spat hard in Ethan Shaw’s direction, though he was too far—his spit landed half a meter short. Ethan remained calm, his