Power Book Ii: Ghost S02e10 Hdrip Official

Forty minutes earlier, the Tejadas had laid out their final play. Monet, her nails freshly done, her eyes colder than the marble floor of her penthouse, had slid a photo across the table.

The confrontation was a blur of double-crosses. Mecca reached for his piece. Cane was faster. The first shot took Mecca in the shoulder. The second, fired by a shaky-handed Tariq, hit the wall. But the third—the fatal one—came from the shadow of the hallway. power book ii: ghost s02e10 hdrip

The rain hadn’t stopped for three hours, as if the sky itself was trying to wash Stansfield clean. Tariq St. Patrick stood on the wet balcony of his penthouse, a half-smoked blunt burning between his fingers, the glow of the city below mirroring the war raging inside him. Forty minutes earlier, the Tejadas had laid out

Lorenzo Tejada.

“Plot twist,” Cane said, stepping into the light. Mecca reached for his piece

“Mecca’s done,” she said, her voice a low, venomous purr. “But he’s not stupid. He’ll burn everything on his way out. So we burn him first.”

He stepped out, smoke curling from his revolver, his eyes fixed on Mecca’s body slumping to the floor. “Nobody takes my empire,” Lorenzo whispered. “Not even my own wife.”