Victor sneered, confident in his superiority.
"You'll never stop me," he taunted. "My network reaches every corner of this city."
Damian's eyes blazed with determination.
"We'll bring you down, Victor. No matter what it takes."
James and Nova flanked Damian, ready for battle.
But Victor wasn't alone.
His loyal henchmen emerged from the shadows.
The fight intensified.
Punches flew.
Guns blazed.
In the chaos, I spotted Rita.
She was free, her eyes locked on Victor.
With a fierce cry, she launched herself at him.
"Rita, no!" I shouted.
Too late.
Rita and Victor clashed.
Their struggle ended with a shocking twist:
Rita stood victorious, Victor at her mercy.
We rushed towards Rita, relief washing over us.
"Rita, thank God," I exclaimed.
Rita's eyes locked onto mine, a mix of emotions swirling.
"Emily, I'm sorry," she whispered.
