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Five years ago betrayal, slaughter and abduction tore his world apart; he alone crawled out of the ashes. Returning now with steel in his fists and a vow to bleach the underworld white, he crashes a funeral, kills a hit squad bare-handed, and walks out a syndicate boss. From that altar he wages war on every crooked cop and smiling devil who profited from his family’s ruin, burying old enemies one by one until the deepest puppet-master surfaces. When the last mask falls he stands alone on a rooftop overlooking the harbor city, the ghosts of parents and sister finally quiet, the streets below washed clean by the storm he became.