Darius had no idea that, at this very moment, a large-scale operation was unfolding across multiple venues under the Black Hounds' control. His attention was fixed elsewhere, his confidence unshaken. In his mind, there were only two locations that mattered tonight, and of those two, one in particular was completely secure.
That venue was under Vivian's watch.
Vivian was not just another member of the Black Hounds. She was the strategist, the tactician, the one who operated behind the scenes and ensured that chaos always unfolded exactly as planned. While Darius was the face and Jett was the hammer, Vivian was the mind that made their victories inevitable. If she was present, things did not spiral out of control.
At least, that was what Darius believed.
But tonight, for the first time in a long while, Vivian was struggling.
