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Chapter 182  Decoy

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Moss grabbed her burner and hit the only speed dial on the log.

Trent picked up before the first ring finished.

"Talk to me," Moss said, her fingers already moving across the keyboard.

"I'm in the sedan across from Ironhouse," Trent said. "Rain's letting up. Street's dead."

"What about the tail?"

"Same gray fed-mobile at the curb," Trent said. "Two suits inside, eyes on the front doors."

Moss keyed her clearance code into the dispatch grid and pulled up the live surveillance logs. "I see them.
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  • Black Network   Chapter 182  Decoy

    Moss grabbed her burner and hit the only speed dial on the log.Trent picked up before the first ring finished."Talk to me," Moss said, her fingers already moving across the keyboard."I'm in the sedan across from Ironhouse," Trent said. "Rain's letting up. Street's dead.""What about the tail?""Same gray fed-mobile at the curb," Trent said. "Two suits inside, eyes on the front doors."Moss keyed her clearance code into the dispatch grid and pulled up the live surveillance logs. "I see them. Reed and Sullivan. Waiting for Gabe's shift rotation.""Can we bypass the shift?""I'm doing better than that," Moss said, her screen going green as she entered the override. "I'm sending them to the East Pier.""What's the play?""I just dropped a fake narcotics call into the network under Gabe's personal seal," Moss said, hitting enter. "They just got a forced relocation order. Watch the car."Across the street, Trent leaned toward the windshield. "Their dashboard lit up. Passenger's on the ra

  • Black Network   Chapter 181  Enemy's Counsel

    Hugo tossed a burner phone onto the metal table.Dominic grabbed it, sweeping the aerial photos aside with his elbow."Shinjiro locked down the North Yard," Dominic said, tapping the top picture. "Ichiro is sitting in the dark. Time to flip the switch."Hugo leaned over. "You're skipping the street soldiers and going straight to the boss? That's suicide.""The boss is out of moves," Dominic said, punching a number into the keypad. "His own brother is stealing his seat and his nephew is holding the knife.""And we're handing him the chopping block.""Exactly." Dominic pressed the phone to his ear. It rang twice before a raspy voice picked up."I need a line to Ichiro, Silas," Dominic said."Depends who's asking," the broker said."The man with the cure for his headache. Tell the Chairman I have the receipts on his family's mutiny."A pause stretched over the line."You've got a bounty on your head, Dominic," Silas said."Then tell him to come collect it himself. Midnight. The abandoned

  • Black Network   Chapter 180  Pawn's Awareness

    Rain lashed against the warehouse window. Hugo tossed a thick manila folder onto the metal table.Dominic just stared at it."Open it," Hugo said, pulling out a chair.Dominic flipped the cover. Inside were three high-res aerial photos. Men in tactical gear swarmed the North District freight yard, loading crates into transport trucks."Shinjiro Takahashi," Hugo said, tapping a face in the corner of the third shot. "The North yard is his now."Dominic leaned in, studying the perimeter."He moved his primary assault team there," Hugo added. "They didn't touch Pier 4."Dominic's eyes moved across the photo. Pier 4. Taro and Yosuke cut off and butchered. The backup squad walking into a kill box."We bled for this bastard," Dominic said.Hugo watched him. "What?""Shinjiro used us to clean his own house," Dominic said, pressing a hand flat on the picture. "Taro and Yosuke reported directly to Ichiro. Shinjiro wanted them gone. He used our bullets to do it."Hugo's mouth tightened. "We were

  • Black Network   Chapter 179  Throne and The Mud

    Kenji stepped onto the top floor, the clean leather of his shoes clicking against the polished marble. He walked straight past the empty receptionist desk without a glance, placed his palms against the tall oak doors, and pushed them open.Ichiro sat perfectly still behind his mahogany desk."Take the visitor's chair," Ichiro said, his voice gravelly and low."I'll stand," Kenji replied, stopping dead center in the room, arms crossed. "Sitting makes me soft."Ichiro brought his cane down hard against the floorboards, the sound cracking off the wood-paneled walls. "We share the same blood, Kenji. We share the same name.""And we share the empire," Kenji said. "Don't forget that part."Ichiro slid a thick ledger across the desk, the paper skimming to a halt at the edge. "Look at the numbers."Kenji stepped closer and tilted his head toward the page."A Tokyo trust fund. Three dummy companies in Panama. Forty million dollars," he read, his voice even."You dropped that cash straight into

  • Black Network   Chapter 178  Commissioner's Morning

    The smoke was still rising when Gabe got to his office.He stood at the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of coffee going cold in his hand, watching the thin black column curl up from the direction of Pier 4 against the gray dawn sky. At this distance it looked almost peaceful — the kind of smoke that meant something was finished, not something that was starting.He'd gotten the call at 4 a.m. A brief one. Shinjiro's people had hit the warehouse. Casualties on both sides, nothing that couldn't be managed. Moretti's men had pushed back harder than expected, but the important thing was that the pier was burned, the ledgers were gone, and whatever Moretti had been sitting on in that back office wouldn't survive the morning.Gabe set his coffee on the windowsill and checked his phone. Nothing from Moss yet, which suited him fine. She'd locked the perimeter down — he'd seen the tape himself when he drove past at dawn — but that was jurisdictional theater, the kind of move she made when sh

  • Black Network   Chapter 177  Choke Point

    Ichiro leaned over the table, one finger tracing the tactical map. On screen, the green dots marking Moretti's defense held their ground in a tight, unbroken line. The red dots — his own Vanguard — were scattering in every direction at once.The doors banged open. Madame Cleo crossed the floor fast, heels striking hard against the boards."The docks are a mess, Ichiro." She slammed her leather folder down on the desk. "Everything's going sideways out there.""The secondary squad is collapsing." Ichiro's eyes stayed fixed on the screen. "Moretti is cutting through them.""Taro went off the air four minutes ago." Cleo stepped up to the desk. "Yosuke's tracker died right after. Both of them are gone."Ichiro's hand closed around the head of his cane. "Where is Shinjiro? He has the primary unit and the ordnance. Get him on the line and tell him to move his trucks to the pier. Now.""I tried." Cleo shook her head. "Radio silence, all of it. The satellite locators don't put any of his peopl

  • Black Network   Chapter 81  Iron Roster

    "Look at this garbage, Hayes. Tell me you’re joking."Hayes didn't look up from his coffee. "Forty men, Moss. Straight from the Commissioner. We’ve got the green light and the funding.""The Commissioner’s green light is a lie he tells to keep his job." Moss grabbed a pen and stabbed the first name

  • Black Network   Chapter 80  Red Pavement

    Miller shoved the crime scene photos across the desk. Glossy bloodstains stared back at them."Look at this," Miller snapped. "Tell me what you see, Reed."Reed didn't blink. He picked up a shot of a dead pizza kid. "Moretti. He’s marking his territory with bodies now.""Marco took two blocks in fo

  • Black Network   Chapter 79  Concrete Cage

    The steel door screeched open. A guard stomped in, his face gray with exhaustion, and kicked an aluminum tray across the floor. The metal shrieked, hitting Victor’s bare feet with a dull thud."Eat," the guard barked.Victor didn't look at the slop. He looked at his watch. "Twenty minutes late. Tha

  • Black Network   Chapter 78 Concrete Grave

    Marco kicked the heavy steel door. The guard caught the hint and shoved it open. Victor was lashed to a chair. He spat a thick glob of red right onto Marco’s expensive boots. He didn't look scared; he looked disgusted."Look at the little prince," Victor wheezed. "Finally found your balls in the g

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