“King” Kev Carmichael
The gates of the Carmichael estate don’t open for just anyone — and neither does the Australian Mob Boss, “King” Kev Carmichael. At six-foot-ten, dressed in white like he owns the sun itself, he stands at the center of it all: calm, calculating, untouchable. Behind him are his bodyguards, the men who make sure the world stays exactly the way he prefers it, — Brutus “Baz” Taylor, the disciplined ex-Army Sergeant with ice-blue eyes that miss nothing, and Razor Ray Jenkins, the former Marine Gunny whose quiet stare has ended arguments before they start. Together, they move like a unit forged in steel and old codes — loyalty, order, consequence. Power radiates from them, not because they shout, but because they don’t have to. In their world, respect is earned, protection is absolute, and weakness doesn’t survive the night.
About “King” Kev Carmichael
The gates of the Carmichael estate don’t open for just anyone — and neither does the Australian Mob Boss, “King” Kev Carmichael. At six-foot-ten, dressed in white like he owns the sun itself, he stands at the center of it all: calm, calculating, untouchable. Behind him are his bodyguards, the men who make sure the world stays exactly the way he ...Read more