The last time they entered Ashley’s secret floor, they had been hunting Marshal Di Carpio.
Now, Marshal was dead.
Yet as Red and Khan’s crew followed Ashley into the darkness, none of them felt as though the danger had truly passed.
The lights switched on one after another, illuminating the vast room. Everything they had left behind remained untouched, including the evidence board covered with Marshal’s photographs, connections, and known locations.
Rum glanced around before scratching the back of his head.
"Boss," he began, "why exactly are we back here?"
Ashley stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face them.
"Because Memphis is still alive."
The group fell silent.
Rum blinked. "Is he?"
"I thought Black Dragon’s faction caught him," Rus remarked.
"They caught someone who looked like him," Ashley corrected. "Not Memphis himself."
That was the problem.
The information circulating in the underground had been confusing. Some reports claimed Memphis had been captured. Others insisted that the man Black Dragon had taken wasn’t Memphis at all.
No one knew which version to believe.
Ashley hadn’t spoken to her men about anything serious in the past few weeks. She had been occupied with the company, her parents, her marriage, and raising Primo. But after her conversation with Lucian—and with Liza and Tommy away—it was time to turn her attention to the threat they had left unresolved.
"Tank, clear the board," she ordered.
As always, Tank didn’t ask any questions. He approached the evidence board and began removing everything connected to Marshal.
Photographs, locations, names, and connections came down one after another.
Everything they had gathered while hunting Marshal disappeared until only a blank board remained.
Ashley watched in silence.
Marshal’s Chapter was over.
Memphis’s had only begun.
"As all of you know, what happened was orchestrated by two people," she began, raising two fingers. "Marshal proposed the plan, but he wasn’t the one who carried it out."
Red’s expression darkened. "Tinie," he said.
Ashley nodded.
The mere mention of the name was enough to change the atmosphere in the room.
Tinie had joined Dominion in the same batch as Red. He had excelled at practically everything, and only Red had ever been able to challenge him for the top spot in terms of strength.
More importantly, Tinie had been loyal.
Perhaps even the most loyal among them.
That was why his betrayal had shaken Dominion deeply. No one could understand how a man like him had turned his back on the organization and chosen to work for Memphis.
Unfortunately, Tinie had died before Lucian could interrogate him.
Whatever answers he carried had died with him.
"Tinie’s involvement tells us one thing," Ashley continued. "Memphis didn’t simply recruit people from the outside. He managed to turn someone from within Dominion—someone no one would have suspected."
Her gaze swept across the group. "If he did it once, he could have done it again."
No one spoke.
They didn’t need to.
The possibility alone was enough to place everyone on edge.
Ashley walked toward the cleared board and picked up a marker.
"As for the man Black Dragon captured, Lucian realized he wasn’t Memphis," she explained. "He was a proxy—someone prepared to take Memphis’s place if things ever went wrong."



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