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As we exit the plane, several armored SUVs and large vans wait for us. Franco points around, letting everyone know where they go. Franco points to Anya, directing her to an SUV. Then he points at me, directing me to one of the vans. I fucking hate that I have to stay in the van while she goes in. I think about fighting them again, but we can’t change the plan, and we can’t risk anything going wrong.
She doesn’t move to the SUV right away. Instead, she stands there, looking at all our men. I grab her and give her one last kiss before we have to part ways.
Anya
I pull Nico in closer to deepen the kiss, and he picks me up, so we’re at eye level. I never want this moment to end. Our lives are about to change forever. It didn’t help that he looks so damn good in his combat gear. It takes everything I have to stay in focus mode and not jump his bones. I’d have to survive, so I can get in on that later.
He pulls away and rests his forehead on mine. We don’t need to say anything. I look into his eyes as he looks into mine.
“Let’s go,” Bash orders.
Nico and I nod at each other, put our earpieces in, and head our separate ways. It’s about a forty-minute drive to the grounds where my uncle is hiding.
“We just turned on the signal jammers, and security cameras are now showing old footage. They shouldn’t be able to contact each other now,” Nico says through the earpiece.
The second we get within ten miles of the building, we hit gunfire, as expected. Our drivers had to memorize a specific route Franco had coordinated for them. We knew there were bombs hiding beneath, surrounding the property, and he somehow came up with an algorithm that predicted the best route so we wouldn’t hit any of them. I stay calm as the soldiers shoot back at the Triad men.
We break through their gates, and our men immediately jump out of the cars to get the Triad men down. Not killing them seems impossible. The SUVs that Dom, Bash, and I are in stop right at the doors. Enzo and his men are already waiting for us.
“Open the door,” Dom says into his earpiece.
The first door swings up, and Enzo knocks out two guards with his tranq gun.
“We’re good. Next,” Bash orders, and the next door opens with some more soldiers. We all tranq them before they have time to react.
“Third door!” Dom orders. The third door opens, and we manage to knock a couple out but several come swinging at us. One guy tries to tackle me at the waist, but I duck and slide into his legs, knocking him down. I pull a dart from one of the components on my belt and stab him in the shoulder. Just as I’m turning around, a fist comes at my face, slamming into me hard.
“Fuck!” I cry.
Before I can react, I hear a gunshot and see Dom’s hand at the end of the gun. Okay, he actually lasted longer without killing someone than I thought he would.
“Babe, talk to me!” Nico yells.
“I’m fine!” I yell back, looking at Dom to assure him I mean what I say.
“I’m done playing nice,” Dom says.
“You barely started.” I roll my eyes as he chuckles and helps me up.
I scramble up, and we enter the last door, but it’s silent.
“Go straight down the hall and make the third left. There should be a staircase. We made a lot of noise so they know we’re here. So, just make sure you’re careful when heading down,”Franco says.
Men shoot at us. Two soldiers stand in front of me as we make our way through the door to the stairs. Several men are heading up toward us, but between Bash and Dom, they’re able to either shoot or tranq them. How many, I don’t know. I’ll have to find out how many survive later.
“There’s only one room that’s set up as a bomb shelter. That’s the room he’ll be in. Head to the very bottom floor,” Nico commands. We make our way down the next flight of stairs and get to the entryway.
“We’re here,” Bash says, breathing heavily.
The lock clicks and releases. Dom grabs the door, and as he pulls it open, he points his gun and blindly shoots three times. I look into the doorway, and three men are dead.
“Fuck, Dominic. You can at leasttryto use your tranq first,” Enzo says, exasperated.
“It’s either their life or hers,” Dom says, nodding at me.
We enter a corridor, and there’s one giant door at the end. That must be where my uncle is hiding.
“The door at the end of the hall is the bomb shelter. There’s at least six men in there, including Andrew. It can only be opened from the inside,” Franco says.
