Something inside me snaps dangerously.
“You’re not taking her.”
The lead soldier’s mask slowly turns toward me again.
“You are emotionally compromised.”
I almost laugh at that.
Because he says it like it’s a weakness.
Like I care.
Maybe I do.
Maybe Hannah became the one thing capable of destroying me.
Too bad for them.
Because if they touch her—
I will burn this entire city to the ground.
The lead soldier raises his weapon slightly.
And Gabriel suddenly says one word that changes everything.
“Sentinel.”
Silence crashes through the loading dock instantly.
Even the masked soldiers freeze.
Russ’s head snaps toward Gabriel.
“No way.”
My pulse slows dangerously.
Because now I recognize the name too.
Not from experience.
From whispers.
Ghost stories inside military intelligence circles.
Sentinel.
The organization nobody officially admits exists.
Black acquisitions.
Human experimentation.
Psychological warfare.
Disappearances.
