CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 7

MARK'S POV

I signalled my team to halt before Victor Russo's warehouse. Darkness enveloped us, broken only by faint moonlight. Damien, Kali, Vinnie, Marco, and Natasha's faces were etched with determination, their eyes locked on our target.

"Locked doors," Marco whispered as he examined the entrance.

I nodded to Marco. "Take care of it."

Marco approached the door, inspecting the lock. Suddenly, he froze, then gazed upward.

"Cameras," Marco whispered urgently. "We're probably being watched."

We followed his gaze. Multiple cameras focused on us.

"Or maybe not," I added.

Kali quickly assessed the situation.

"We need to disable them," she whispered.

I signalled to Vinnie and he quickly got into action. He swiftly dispatched the cameras, shattering the lenses. Damien stood behind and covered our rear, vigilant while Natasha monitored the surrounding rooftops.

Kali sprinted toward the CCTV room, located adjacent to the warehouse. "I'll disconnect the feeds."

I nodde