She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 789

Her brother hadn't needed to die back then, but this exact woman had spent entirely too much time whispering poison into Salvar's ear. Karina had wanted her dead for months.

Stepping over the body, she sprinted toward the side exit where Hank's men were waiting to extract her.

Meanwhile, the Colombo family's drawing room had spiraled from heaven straight to hell.

"Toy guns?!"

"How is this possible?!"

"The entire bottom half is just plastic!"

"X actually scammed the Costas? They sold them fake weapons?!"

Screams of shock, disbelief, and pure fury bounced off the walls. Salvar's face was a mottled, furious purple. He grabbed a brightly colored plastic submachine gun and smashed it violently against the marble floor, the cheap plastic shattering with a deafening crack.

"X's reputation is flawless! He'd never pull a stunt like this! We got played by the Costas! That son of a bitch Hank played us all!"

Every single one of them had severely underestimated the young, newly crowned Godfather!

Salvar's head snapped up. His bloodshot eyes swept the room like a madman before realizing a key figure was missing.

"Where the hell is Karina?!"

The crowd broke into a panicked frenzy, suddenly realizing the woman who brought the good news had vanished.

"Get to the finance office!" The old Godfather's stoic mask completely shattered for the first time. Murderous intent exploded in his cloudy eyes as he slammed his gold-tipped cane into the floor.

A mob of furious enforcers roared as they stampeded down the side corridor, only to find the dead body of the mistress bleeding out on the floor.

By this time, Karina had reached the perimeter. Feigning calm, she even nodded to the guards stationed at the gate.

Just as she stepped outside, the guards' earpieces crackled with Salvar's psychotic screaming: "Where is Karina?! Drag that bitch back here alive!!"

The guards' faces dropped. Their eyes snapped to Karina, suspicion instantly hardening into lethal intent.

Karina's composed facade crumbled. She stumbled backward, turning to sprint down the alley, but a guard lunged, cutting off her escape route.

The sound of heavy, rapid footsteps echoed from both ends of the alleyway.

Just as an icy wave of absolute despair crashed over her heart—

Thwip!

The guard standing closest to Karina suddenly jerked. A small bloom of blood erupted from his temple, and he crumpled to the pavement without a sound.

Thwip! Thwip!

Two more suppressed shots rang out in rapid succession. At the far end of the alley, one of the pursuing enforcers caught a bullet in the chest in a spray of crimson, while the other took one in the thigh, screaming as he collapsed.

The sudden, hyper-lethal sniper fire terrified the remaining pursuers. Instinct took over, and they scrambled behind dumpsters and brick walls, terrified to even peek out.

"Get in!" a Costa operative roared at Karina from beside the van.

Snapping out of her daze, Karina didn't hesitate. She ducked low and dove through the open door.

With their package secured, the Costa team rapidly peeled out. Once Loyce confirmed they had broken contact and wouldn't be followed, she helped Lucian up. They swiftly broke down their rifles and vanished down the fire escape.

The massive, chaotic firefight in the streets had drawn police sirens from every direction, but both factions had scattered to the wind long before the cruisers arrived. Not a single man was caught.

The Colombo family hadn't just lost several men and a billion dollars' worth of fictional weapons. That wasn't even the worst part.

By the time Salvar reached the Godfather's study, the old man was standing frozen like a weathered statue.

On the desk in front of him sat the open, completely empty silver safe.

They had drastically underestimated Karina's rage and thirst for vengeance. She had been working for Hank from the very beginning. Every single move had been a meticulously engineered trap.

The contents of that ledger, once leaked, would uproot the entire Colombo family. From the Godfather down to the lowest street dealer, no one would be spared.

Decades of empire building, bought with endless blood and money, would instantly collapse in the daylight. They would become a feast for their rivals and a crowning achievement for federal law enforcement.

"Hank. Lonsdale..." The Godfather ground the name out syllable by syllable, like blood seeping between his teeth.

He understood now. He finally understood everything.

The hijacked weapons, the internal strife, the mental breakdown—it was all an elaborate charade! From the very first second, that young man's target had been the absolute throat of the Colombo family!