From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 566

Chapter 566: An Invisable Enemy

The second day had been a grand success for the Billion Bloodline group, which was good news for Max.

Lately, it felt like the group had been dragged from trouble straight into more trouble without ever being given a chance to breathe. None of them had planned for things to spiral the way they did with the Black Hounds. It wasn’t something they had actively sought out, nor was it part of any grand strategy. One situation had simply rolled into another, connections overlapping until suddenly they were caught in something much bigger than they originally intended.

Because of that, receiving a large payment and dealing with the Gilt Rats without any real resistance felt almost surreal. For once, something had gone smoothly. Too smoothly, perhaps.

"But they’re going to find out," Aron said, his voice calm but heavy with concern, while Max leaned back in his chair with a smug look plastered across his face.

"Even though you’ve done well so far, there’s no doubt they’ll eventually get information that we’re the ones who were hired. And once that happens, they won’t just target the company... they could target you directly."

Aron was always cautious, always thinking several steps ahead, but Max had never seen him speak this openly about worry before. It wasn’t the usual calculated risk assessment. There was something personal behind it this time, something that clearly hadn’t left Aron’s mind for even a moment.

The real reason for that concern was obvious.

The Gilt Rats weren’t operating alone anymore. They had someone from the Black Hand working alongside them.

The Black Hand weren’t just another gang or group of thugs. They were mercenaries, highly trained and versatile in almost every field imaginable. Combat, infiltration, sabotage, surveillance, assassination — there was little they weren’t capable of. The fact that the Gilt Rats were now moving with someone like that meant things were no longer limited to street fights or intimidation tactics.

And the most worrying part was that Aron couldn’t stay by Max’s side at all times. That lack of control gnawed at him constantly.

"You’re right," Max replied after a moment, his tone more serious than before. "But we already knew they were going to get involved eventually. This was always how it was going to go."

Max leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his eyes focused as if he were already running through possibilities in his head.

"They were going to come after us either way. Whether it was because of the department store or something else, it doesn’t really matter. The best way for us to defend ourselves isn’t by hiding or reacting every time they make a move."

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"It’s by getting stronger. For us, that means learning how to use our vows properly and earning more money. And honestly, in this city, there are plenty of people with too much money and not enough sense."

Max chuckled quietly.

"That’s why we ended up going after the same person in the first place."

Still, even with that confidence, a question lingered at the back of his mind. What would the Gilt Rats do next? Another direct attack on the department store seemed unlikely. After how badly their last attempts had gone, repeating the same mistake would be foolish, even for them.

Unless they planned to escalate.

Max considered the possibility that they might send people equipped with exoskeletons next time, mercenaries meant to end things quickly and decisively. If that happened, Max wasn’t particularly worried. More advanced equipment meant more resources for the group. He knew there were members of the Billion Bloodline who would benefit greatly from dismantling and repurposing that kind of technology.

When Max returned to the department store with the others, however, the atmosphere was far from what he expected.

There was no tension.

No panic.

No sign of an incoming attack.

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