Chapter 36
T he man on the fishing trawler put down the binoculars and looked away from Dominion Hall. He pulled out his phone, tapped the only number in its memory, and waited.
“Status?” said the voice.
“It’s official. The Montana clan is joining with Charleston.”
There was a pause, and then, “Very well. Phase two begins now.”
Nothing else needed to be said. The call ended and the man dropped the phone into the water. Then, he hauled in the empty net, stowed it, went to the helm, and powered the boat toward the Atlantic.
It was Byron Dane who had started the war, and now it was time for his children to pay the price. The Vanguard would see to that.
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