King Capone: The Rise of the Street Emperor

Previously

…He fought his way out of the warehouse, a lone wolf against a pack. He didn't know if he could trust anyone anymore. The betrayal stung, a sharp, unexpected wound. He had planned for Thorne, for his men, but he hadn’t planned for the rot from within. As he disappeared into the night, the rain finally began to fall, washing over the warehouse, over the blood, over the shattered remnants of trust. The heist had been a necessity, a gamble, and it had cost him dearly. The empire he was building was starting to feel like a solitary fortress, its walls built not just of stone, but of suspicion and the chilling weight of absolute power.