Chapter 668
Owen cleared his throat and said, “Let’s get to business first.”
“Surveillance footage can be faked, too,” Tyree said, utterly convinced it was Aria.
“Echohawk never denies her kills, Emmett said. “If she says she didn’t, then she didn’t.”
Echohawk murdered Marcus for Sara’s sake, killed a senior member of the Solemnity Guild, and when the Solemnity Guild sought to execute her, she never denied any of the accusations.
Olivia was just nobody. If Echohawk really killed her, she would admit it. Besides, Tyree wouldn’t be around much longer
anyway.
If Echohawk said she didn’t do it, the Solemnity Guild members would never doubt her word.
Emmett ordered, “Wade, go investigate and find out who’s framing Echohawk.”
Wade felt a sudden pang of annoyance, and he thought, ‘If it weren’t for all this drama, I’d already be squaring off with Echohawk by now!
He said, “Dead is dead. What’s the big deal?”
Emmett was speechless, and he thought, ‘He just said others shouldn’t interfere with this, but now… At least he should have The decency to pretend in front of Olivia’s father’
Tyree’s face darkened with rage. In one swift motion, he snatched the gun from Emmett’s waist and aimed it straight at Wade. “Say that again, I dare you!”
Wade stepped forward, and the gun muzzle pressed firmly against his own forehead. “Do you even dare pull the trigger?” he aunted Tyree.
Wade thought, ‘If Tyree fired, I could strike back and kill him instantly. That would complete the task I promised Aria, right
nere.
The gunshot exploded, not at Wade or Aria, but straight at Russell.
Fortunately, Russell had anticipated this. With a swift sidestep, the bullet grazed past his shoulder, sparking against the stone wall behind him.
Russell calmly smoothed the wrinkles from his sleeve. “Mr. Tyree Remar,” he said, “you’re always with sneak attacks, aren’t
you?”
Emmett swiftly confiscated the gun, his gaze turning steely. He warned, “Mr. Tyree Remar, whatever vendetta the Wolfshade Syndicate has, take it elsewhere. This is Solemnity Guild turf.”
Tyree’s eyes burned crimson as he glared at Russell. “If I’d known then what I know now, I should’ve just watched Sara die in agony,” he snarled.
you
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Tyree thought, ‘The ungrateful wretch I raised now is the one who murdered my daughter.’
“Funny you should say that,” Russell suddenly grinned, a chilling smile spreading across his face as he bared his teeth. “I also regret not sending Olivia to her grave sooner. At the very least, she should’ve had a taste of torture herself.”
Wade felt a flicker of disappointment. ‘Why didn’t he pull the trigger at me?’ he thought. ‘I was all set to take him out.
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His daughter was gone; nothing he did could bring her back. Tyree turned to Emmett, his voice cold as ice. “300 million dollars. Kill Russell.”
Everyone present was stunned by the sheer figure. Three hundred million dollars, that was more than what they’d make
from dozens of contracts combined..
Emmett replied politely, “Russell doesn’t meet our Solemnity Guild’s criteria for taking on contracts, Mr. Tyree Remar. You may place your contract with another syndicate.”
Russell was meticulous, always leaving room for maneuver, unlike Tyree, who had no qualms about breaking the law.
Russell curled his lips and drawled, “Mr. Tyree Remar, you really do fit the Solemnity Guild’s requirements. I’m placing a contract with 30 million dollars.”
Wade immediately cut in, “I’ll take it.”
He was already planning to kill Tyree anyway. ’30 million dollars for it? Not bad. With this job done, I could finally take a long break, Wade thought.
Tyree’s face darkened. “Emmett,” he snapped, “is the Solemnity Guild declaring war on the entire Wolfshade Syndicate?”
“Just a joke.” Emmett glared sharply at Wade, then turned to Russell with professional detachment. “Mr. Nicholson, if you’re serious about that, please submit the required documents through proper channels. The Solemnity Guild must vet all requests.”
The message was clear: Tyree qualified as a target. A murderous shadow crossed Tyree’s face as the realization struck him.
