Isabel POVThe clearing erupted into chaos. My heart pounded as I pressed myself against the rough bark of a tree.Miguel stood just ahead of me, his body a shield, his movements sharp and precise as he fired toward the enemy. Each shot seemed to echo endlessly, blending with the shouts and screams of men falling."Marissa, right flank!" Miguel barked.She responded instantly, her smaller weapon spitting fire as she picked off attackers with unerring accuracy. But for every one they took down, two more seemed to materialize from the shadows."Isabel!" Miguel’s voice cut through the noise. He turned to look at me, his expression fierce. "Stay low!"I nodded; my throat too tight to speak.Miguel POVThe attackers were relentless, each one moving with deadly purpose. These weren’t ordinary mercenaries. Gideon had sent his elite.I fired again, the recoil kicking against my shoulder. Another man fell, but there wasn’t time to savor the victory. My focus shifted to Isabel, who was doing he
Isabel POVGideon stepped inside. His gaze sweeping the room with cold detachment. He looked at me last, his smirk twisting into something cruel.“Well, isn’t this cozy,” he drawled, tilting his head as if he were examining a piece of art. “Miguel, Marissa, and the ever-elusive Isabel. What a delightful reunion.”Miguel shifted, placing himself squarely between Gideon and me. His gun was steady, aimed at Gideon’s chest. “You’ve gone too far, Gideon.”Gideon laughed, the sound low and humorless. “Have I? Because from where I’m standing, I’d say I’m right on track.”Miguel POVI didn’t lower my weapon. “Call off your men,” I said, my voice as sharp as the tension in the air.His smirk widened. “What makes you think I need them? You’ve already handed me everything I need.”He signaled subtly with his hand, and two more figures appeared in the doorway. I recognized Alex instantly. Beside him stood another man, someone I didn’t recognize but whose build and stance screamed trouble.“We’re
Isabel POVThe room descended into chaos, but my focus stayed locked on the ledger in my hands. It was the only leverage we had, and I wasn't about to let Gideon take it without a fight.Miguel and Marissa moved, firing at the two men Gideon had brought with him. I dropped to the floor, crawling toward the table for cover."You're running out of time, Isabel!" Gideon shouted.I glanced up and saw him advancing, Miguel POV"Stay down, Isabel!" I shouted, firing at Alex. The shot missed.Marissa ducked beside me, reloading her weapon. "They're pushing hard," she said."No kidding," I muttered."We need to end this," Marissa said, her eyes narrowing.Isabel POVI tried to think, to plan, but the noise and chaos made it impossible.Miguel's voice cut through the din. "Isabel, stay where you are!"I peeked over the edge of the table and saw Gideon advancing."Gideon!" I yelled.He paused, his eyes snapping to me. "Finally ready to cooperate?""Not exactly," I said.Miguel POVIsabel's voi
Isabel POVMiguel sat at the table; the ledger spread open in front of him. His brow furrowed as he flipped through its pages."What does it say?" I asked, breaking the silence. "It's not just numbers. There are names—people who worked with Gideon, who funded him, who stood by while he ruined lives."A chill ran down my spine. "Do you recognize any of them?"Miguel nodded slowly. "This one. Senator Halstead. If he's involved, it's bigger than we thought."Miguel POVEach entry wasn't just evidence—it was a ticking time bomb.Marissa paced near the window, her sharp eyes scanning the tree line. "Halstead is untouchable," she said, her voice low but firm. "If we go after him, we'll need more than this." She gestured toward the ledger.I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. "He's not the only one. Look at this—bank accounts, shell companies. Gideon didn't just work alone; he built an empire.""And we just cracked its foundation," Marissa replied.Isabel POVMiguel and Marissa's
Isabel POVI sat on the edge of the couch, the weight of the past few days pressing heavily on my chest.Miguel and Marissa were huddled at the table, their voices low as they reviewed the plan Victor had laid out. It was straightforward in theory: expose the information in the ledger through multiple channels to ensure it couldn't be suppressed. But in practice, it felt like a gamble with stakes far too high.I clutched the coffee mug in my hands, the heat seeping through my fingers as I tried to focus."You're quiet," Miguel said, his voice breaking through my thoughts.I looked up, meeting his steady gaze. "Just thinking.""Care to share?"I hesitated, then set the mug down. "Gideon's too calm. He's always a step ahead. What if this plan isn't enough?"Miguel POVIsabel's words hit harder than I wanted to admit. She was right—Gideon wasn't the kind of man to let things unravel without a contingency plan.Marissa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. "We can't afford to secon
Isabel POVThe door flew open. The sharp crack of gunfire filled the air almost immediately."Stay down!" he barked, his voice cutting through the noise.I bent low, my hands trembling as I held the knife Miguel had given me. Miguel POVThe ambush was worse than I'd anticipated. Gideon's men were already inside, their positions fortified. They weren't here to scare us—they were here to finish the job.I fired again, the shot hitting one of the men in the shoulder. He dropped his weapon with a grunt, collapsing behind a desk."Marissa, status!" I shouted over the din. "I'm pinned, but I'm fine!"I swore under my breath, scanning the room for Isabel. She was exactly where I'd left her, crouched behind the cabinet, her wide eyes watching everything."Hold on!" I called to her.Isabel POVThe air was thick with smoke and adrenaline, every second dragging on like an eternity. Miguel and Marissa moved.But Gideon's men weren't amateurs. They moved in calculated patterns; their firepower r
Isabel POVMiguel moved ahead of us, his eyes scanning the dark streets for threats, while Marissa brought up the rear, her weapon always ready."We need to find cover," Miguel said, his voice low but firm.Marissa nodded. "There's a construction site a few blocks from here. It'll buy us some time."Miguel glanced at me; his expression unreadable. "Can you keep up?"I nodded, swallowing the lump of fear in my throat. "I'm fine."Miguel POVThe construction site wasn't ideal, but it was the best option we had."Stay close," I said as we slipped through a gap in the chain-link fence.Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of dust and damp concrete. Marissa took point, her movements silent as she scouted ahead. I stayed close to Isabel, my hand resting on the grip of my gun."We'll rest here," Marissa said when she returned. "But not for long."Isabel POVI sat on a cold slab of concrete; my knees drawn to my chest as I tried to calm my racing heart. Miguel paced nearby, his eyes dart
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVMiguel moved ahead of us, his eyes scanning the dark streets for threats, while Marissa brought up the rear, her weapon always ready."We need to find cover," Miguel said, his voice low but firm.Marissa nodded. "There's a construction site a few blocks from here. It'll buy us some time."Miguel glanced at me; his expression unreadable. "Can you keep up?"I nodded, swallowing the lump of fear in my throat. "I'm fine."Miguel POVThe construction site wasn't ideal, but it was the best option we had."Stay close," I said as we slipped through a gap in the chain-link fence.Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of dust and damp concrete. Marissa took point, her movements silent as she scouted ahead. I stayed close to Isabel, my hand resting on the grip of my gun."We'll rest here," Marissa said when she returned. "But not for long."Isabel POVI sat on a cold slab of concrete; my knees drawn to my chest as I tried to calm my racing heart. Miguel paced nearby, his eyes dart
Isabel POVThe door flew open. The sharp crack of gunfire filled the air almost immediately."Stay down!" he barked, his voice cutting through the noise.I bent low, my hands trembling as I held the knife Miguel had given me. Miguel POVThe ambush was worse than I'd anticipated. Gideon's men were already inside, their positions fortified. They weren't here to scare us—they were here to finish the job.I fired again, the shot hitting one of the men in the shoulder. He dropped his weapon with a grunt, collapsing behind a desk."Marissa, status!" I shouted over the din. "I'm pinned, but I'm fine!"I swore under my breath, scanning the room for Isabel. She was exactly where I'd left her, crouched behind the cabinet, her wide eyes watching everything."Hold on!" I called to her.Isabel POVThe air was thick with smoke and adrenaline, every second dragging on like an eternity. Miguel and Marissa moved.But Gideon's men weren't amateurs. They moved in calculated patterns; their firepower r
Isabel POVI sat on the edge of the couch, the weight of the past few days pressing heavily on my chest.Miguel and Marissa were huddled at the table, their voices low as they reviewed the plan Victor had laid out. It was straightforward in theory: expose the information in the ledger through multiple channels to ensure it couldn't be suppressed. But in practice, it felt like a gamble with stakes far too high.I clutched the coffee mug in my hands, the heat seeping through my fingers as I tried to focus."You're quiet," Miguel said, his voice breaking through my thoughts.I looked up, meeting his steady gaze. "Just thinking.""Care to share?"I hesitated, then set the mug down. "Gideon's too calm. He's always a step ahead. What if this plan isn't enough?"Miguel POVIsabel's words hit harder than I wanted to admit. She was right—Gideon wasn't the kind of man to let things unravel without a contingency plan.Marissa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. "We can't afford to secon
Isabel POVMiguel sat at the table; the ledger spread open in front of him. His brow furrowed as he flipped through its pages."What does it say?" I asked, breaking the silence. "It's not just numbers. There are names—people who worked with Gideon, who funded him, who stood by while he ruined lives."A chill ran down my spine. "Do you recognize any of them?"Miguel nodded slowly. "This one. Senator Halstead. If he's involved, it's bigger than we thought."Miguel POVEach entry wasn't just evidence—it was a ticking time bomb.Marissa paced near the window, her sharp eyes scanning the tree line. "Halstead is untouchable," she said, her voice low but firm. "If we go after him, we'll need more than this." She gestured toward the ledger.I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. "He's not the only one. Look at this—bank accounts, shell companies. Gideon didn't just work alone; he built an empire.""And we just cracked its foundation," Marissa replied.Isabel POVMiguel and Marissa's
Isabel POVThe room descended into chaos, but my focus stayed locked on the ledger in my hands. It was the only leverage we had, and I wasn't about to let Gideon take it without a fight.Miguel and Marissa moved, firing at the two men Gideon had brought with him. I dropped to the floor, crawling toward the table for cover."You're running out of time, Isabel!" Gideon shouted.I glanced up and saw him advancing, Miguel POV"Stay down, Isabel!" I shouted, firing at Alex. The shot missed.Marissa ducked beside me, reloading her weapon. "They're pushing hard," she said."No kidding," I muttered."We need to end this," Marissa said, her eyes narrowing.Isabel POVI tried to think, to plan, but the noise and chaos made it impossible.Miguel's voice cut through the din. "Isabel, stay where you are!"I peeked over the edge of the table and saw Gideon advancing."Gideon!" I yelled.He paused, his eyes snapping to me. "Finally ready to cooperate?""Not exactly," I said.Miguel POVIsabel's voi
Isabel POVGideon stepped inside. His gaze sweeping the room with cold detachment. He looked at me last, his smirk twisting into something cruel.“Well, isn’t this cozy,” he drawled, tilting his head as if he were examining a piece of art. “Miguel, Marissa, and the ever-elusive Isabel. What a delightful reunion.”Miguel shifted, placing himself squarely between Gideon and me. His gun was steady, aimed at Gideon’s chest. “You’ve gone too far, Gideon.”Gideon laughed, the sound low and humorless. “Have I? Because from where I’m standing, I’d say I’m right on track.”Miguel POVI didn’t lower my weapon. “Call off your men,” I said, my voice as sharp as the tension in the air.His smirk widened. “What makes you think I need them? You’ve already handed me everything I need.”He signaled subtly with his hand, and two more figures appeared in the doorway. I recognized Alex instantly. Beside him stood another man, someone I didn’t recognize but whose build and stance screamed trouble.“We’re
Isabel POVThe clearing erupted into chaos. My heart pounded as I pressed myself against the rough bark of a tree.Miguel stood just ahead of me, his body a shield, his movements sharp and precise as he fired toward the enemy. Each shot seemed to echo endlessly, blending with the shouts and screams of men falling."Marissa, right flank!" Miguel barked.She responded instantly, her smaller weapon spitting fire as she picked off attackers with unerring accuracy. But for every one they took down, two more seemed to materialize from the shadows."Isabel!" Miguel’s voice cut through the noise. He turned to look at me, his expression fierce. "Stay low!"I nodded; my throat too tight to speak.Miguel POVThe attackers were relentless, each one moving with deadly purpose. These weren’t ordinary mercenaries. Gideon had sent his elite.I fired again, the recoil kicking against my shoulder. Another man fell, but there wasn’t time to savor the victory. My focus shifted to Isabel, who was doing he