Chapter 9 - The Last Enemy Wasn't Who We Expected
The photograph led to a name.
Richard Kane.
Adrian's cousin.
Everyone thought Richard had died years earlier.
He hadn't.
He had been running the remnants of the old network.
He wanted revenge.
Not money.
Not power.
Revenge.
He blamed Adrian for everything.
We found him in an abandoned church.
He stood beside a coffin.
Inside was a photograph of Adrian's father.
“You destroyed the family,” Richard said.
“No,” Adrian answered.
“You abandoned the legacy.”
“I buried it.”
Richard smiled.
“And she helped.”
He pointed at me.
“Your wife.”
Adrian stepped forward.
“Leave her out.”
Richard laughed.
“That is exactly why I want her.”
He revealed his plan.
He had kidnapped my mother.
Again.
He wanted Adrian to choose.
His empire.
Or his family.
Adrian didn't hesitate.
“My family.”
Richard shook his head.
“You can't have both.”
Adrian looked at me.
“I already chose.”
He handed the evidence to the police.
Then walked toward Richard.
“No more hiding.”
The confrontation ended without blood.
Richard surrendered.
The network collapsed completely.
For the first time in decades, Chicago's underground lost its oldest organization.
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The Kane empire was gone.
Adrian was finally free.
