Chapter 82: The Truth of Betrayal

The dust over Tadville had settled, not just on the streets, but in the annals of the city's underworld. Wesley Kershaw stood on the balcony of his penthouse, the cityscape sprawling beneath him like a conquered map. The war was over. The remnants of the old guard were either buried, imprisoned, or had sworn fealty to their new king. A sense of finality washed over him, clean and cold as the night air. Yet, amidst the calm, one ghost from his past remained, a single, dissonant chord in the symphony...