Hostile Reunion

Vivienne’s POV.

The deafening roar of power drills and shattering drywall was the best sound I had heard in years. I marched through the thick clouds of plaster dust, sidestepping scattered power cables and stacks of steel beams. This Main Street property was no longer just a building; it was the physical anchor of my empire in this city. A victory I had snatched right out from under the local co