Jasmine was gone

★★★★★

Haedon’s voice thundered over the chaos, sharp and demanding, "Who the hell gave the order to fire on Damon Colley?"

The response came in a hurried, panicked rush, the fear palpable in the man’s voice. "Boss, it wasn’t us! None of our men raised their guns. There’s another group on the ship—we’ve been infiltrated!"

Haedon’s face twisted in fury as the reality of the situation sank in. What had begun as a meticulously crafted plan was unraveling at the seams, disintegrating into a bloody, uncontrolled mess.

Meanwhile, Damon himself was far from unscathed. A jagged, rusted rod had sliced through his arm, leaving a deep, bleeding gash. The pain was sharp, but it was nothing compared to the seething rage that burned within him. Ignoring the blood that soaked through his sleeve, he took down the attackers one by one, his aim steady, his resolve unbreakable.

With one hand clutching his wounded arm, Damon pulled out his phone and dialed Phil, who was still in the chopper circling ove