Drake's POV
I have been tailing that bastard, Ryan for a while now. His downfall will make me very happy. Viper thinks I'm doing this for his money but it's much more than that. I want him to die little by little.
I had my hoodie on and face cap, following him to one of his warehouses. I was brought up in the mafia life so I'm much more than just a reporter.
He turned behind him as if he felt someone was behind him. "Shit!" I muttered to myself and went down on my knees.
I used the side of the metal fence and broke into the place. I was able to pass through most of his men and found him. Three men were tied to chairs bleeding. I took out my camera and started recording.
"Tell me who your boss is?" Ryan asked with a cold voice.
"That will never happen scumbag, we won't tell you who our boss is. You are just some privileged little boy living in your father's shadow." One of the men that looks like a Latino said.
