Chapter 10 - The Final Cost
Damian did not hesitate for a single, agonizing second.
He slowly lowered his weapon and tossed it over the edge of the towering crane.
The heavy metal gun plummeted into the dark, churning water far below.
The Chicago boss smiled in triumphant, cruel victory.
"You always were too soft for this business," the rival sneered.
The boss raised his weapon slightly, preparing to execute Damian where he stood.
A sudden, deafening crack echoed loudly from a distant warehouse rooftop.
A high-caliber sniper bullet shattered the Chicago boss's wrist instantly.
The man screamed in absolute agony, dropping his weapon onto the metal grate.
Vincent had taken a perfect shot from a mile away.
Damian lunged forward like a striking viper before the boss could even react.
He grabbed the screaming man by the throat and slammed him onto the steel deck.
Caitlyn rushed frantically to the edge and grabbed the handles of Noah's wheelchair.
She pulled her brother back from the terrifying drop, falling to her knees.
She wrapped her arms tightly around Noah, sobbing in pure, overwhelming relief.
Noah weakly squeezed her fingers, letting her know he was finally safe.
Damian ordered his surviving men to clean up the pier and take the rival boss alive.
A month later, life had drastically changed for Caitlyn Elmore.
Noah was now permanently residing in the most exclusive medical facility in New York.
Damian had quietly purchased the entire wing to ensure absolute security.
Caitlyn no longer sat outside at the tiny assistant's desk.
She now sat directly across from Damian in his office, wearing a stunning designer suit.
She was officially his partner, both in legitimate business and in life.
Damian walked around his desk, pulled her gently from her chair, and kissed her deeply.
He promised her she would never have to be invisible or afraid ever again.
Later that evening, Caitlyn decided to organize the antique filing cabinets in Damian's personal library.
She reached into the very back and found a hidden, dusty manila folder.
She opened it and found glossy police photographs of her parents' fatal car crash.
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Pinned to the top was a massive payment receipt for the truck driver involved.
The receipt was officially stamped with the undeniable, red wax seal of Hamilton Holdings.
