From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 706

Chapter 706: Hard Hitting News

The news hit Max way harder than he ever thought it would. In his past life, he hadn’t really given a damn about other people, especially someone he’d only actually met twice. But the second the words left Aron’s mouth, Max snapped. He told Aron to get the car keys, and within minutes, they were tearing down the road toward the mountain peak—heading straight for Hercules’ secret cabin.

Sitting in the back of the speeding car, Max stared out the window, watching the city streetlights blur past in the dark. He found himself wondering why he felt this sudden, frantic sense of urgency.

I guess it’s because the giant actually threw me a lifeline when I was drowning, Max thought, his jaw tightening. If he had never taken the time to teach me the Vow and show me how to manipulate its restrictions, I wouldn’t be sitting in this car right now. Honestly, I’d probably be rotting at the bottom of that lake again under a pile of chains.

I owe him my life, and I haven’t done a single thing to balance the ledger.

In a way, racing up the mountain to help Hercules—if the titan was even still breathing—was Max’s only way of paying back the debt. But the situation didn’t make sense. What kind of terrifying enemies could a monster like Hercules actually have?

I heard stories about his past. He used to be a completely fearsome fighter, the kind of ghost who could walk into a criminal organization’s headquarters and slaughter everyone inside without breaking a sweat. It’s a statistical guarantee that he has a massive trail of enemies hunting for his head.

But after a certain point, the syndicates learned to just leave him the hell alone. The ones who didn’t back off were completely crushed by his bare hands, making the entire underworld understand that Hercules was a sleeping dragon.

If the major gangs knew better than to poke the nest... does that mean the attackers weren’t from a criminal organization at all?

Max leaned his head against the glass, remembering the odd request Hercules had made during their last encounter. Didn’t the giant mention he had an estranged student? From the way Hercules had talked about it, the two of them were on incredibly bad terms.

There was a very high chance that the student had finally come back to settle the grudge. But if this was just a bloody family dispute between a master and his apprentice, Max knew he wouldn’t need to launch into a massive revenge campaign. That was their own private business to settle with blood. Max also knew that Hercules had butchered plenty of people throughout his life; in their world, a violent death was always the final Chapter of the blueprint.

Still, Max needed to see the crime scene with his own eyes before he could make an executive decision.

Just like their last trip, Aron pulled the car off the main road, parking it in a hidden ditch at the base of the trail. They stepped out into the freezing night air and immediately began scaling the steep, rugged terrain of the mountain.

"Did the scouts you stationed out here get involved in the crossfire? Are any of our people hurt?" Max asked, his eyes tracking the dark tree line as they climbed.

"No," Aron replied, his breathing steady despite the vertical incline. "Because of Hercules’ sheer physical power and volatile nature, I calculated that he wasn’t someone we should actively monitor or anger. I just had a small surveillance team run a digital check on his location once a week from a safe distance."

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