Brayden’s boots thudded heavily against the ground as he paced back and forth, his eyes scanning the area around him. The moment had finally come—tonight, he would end the Black Serpent’s grip on his life once and for all. His men were ready. They had trained for this. The mission was clear, and failure was not an option.Brayden’s voice was low and menacing as he barked orders to his men. “Form a defensive line, now! We don’t know what we’re up against, but I want to be prepared for anything!” His voice echoed through the stillness of the night, sending a chill down his men’s spines. They moved quickly, pulling into position with military precision, their guns raised and at the ready. The semi-circle they formed around the entrance was tight, ensuring that no one could slip past them unnoticed.As Brayden surveyed the area, he nodded once in approval, his eyes narrowing with focus. “Stay sharp. This isn’t going to be easy.” His mind was a whirl
Brayden sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers gripping the phone tightly as he made the call to Inez. His mind was working overtime, calculating every move, every possibility. Rosa had been acting suspiciously, and he wasn’t about to let her get away with whatever she was planning. His instincts were screaming that something was off. If she was about to make a move, he had to be ready. He needed to stop her before she did anything that could jeopardize everything he had worked so hard to build. The Black Serpent organization had been a thorn in his side for far too long, and it was time to end it.“Inez,” Brayden said, his voice low but firm. “Get Ryder on the line, too. We need to move fast. Rosa is about to make her move, and I don’t trust her for a second. Be ready for anything. I’ll need you both on your toes tonight.”There was a pause on the other end, and Brayden could practically hear the gears turning in Inez’s head. “Understood. We’r
Brayden’s eyes fluttered open, the dim light of morning seeping through the edges of the curtains. His head throbbed with an intensity that made his stomach turn. He blinked slowly, trying to focus, but everything around him felt blurry and distant. His hand instinctively moved to his temples, rubbing them gently in an effort to relieve the pressure building inside his skull. The pain was relentless, pounding in time with his heartbeat, and it took all his willpower not to groan aloud. He felt like he hadn’t had a full night’s sleep in weeks. His muscles ached, his body felt heavy, as if the weight of the world was pressing down on him.With a soft grunt, Brayden slowly shifted, trying to sit up. The motion triggered a wave of dizziness, forcing him to close his eyes and steady himself. His head swam, and the room seemed to tilt ever so slightly. He let out a shallow breath and held on to the edge of the bed for support, waiting for the spinning to stop.
Brayden’s phone buzzed in his hand, the vibration pulling him from the heavy thoughts swirling in his mind. He glanced down at the screen and saw Inez’s name flashing. With a sigh, he pressed the green button to accept the call.“Inez,” he greeted, his voice low, tinged with exhaustion. The events of the past hours had worn on him, but he couldn’t afford to show weakness. Not now.“Brayden, what’s the situation? Where are you?” Inez asked, her tone efficient, as always. She had an uncanny ability to cut through any situation and get to the heart of the matter.Brayden rubbed his thumb over the screen of the phone, staring at the vast emptiness of the forest before him. “Send a car to my location,” he instructed, his words deliberate. “I need it to be here in the next thirty minutes. Also, prepare the villa on the island. I’ll be heading there for the night.”Inez didn’t ask questions, didn’t try to read between the lines. She simply responded with
Darla’s laugh suddenly rang out, a harsh, mocking sound that reverberated through the cold room. She threw her head back, as though Brayden’s threats were nothing more than a joke. Her eyes were full of defiance, her voice steady, even as she taunted him. “You think I’m scared of you, Brayden?” she scoffed, shaking her head. “I’d rather die than give you any information about my father. I’d rather rot here than spill anything.”Brayden stood in front of her, unmoving, his face expressionless as he glanced at his wristwatch. The second hand ticked slowly, each passing moment feeling heavier than the last. He didn’t flinch, didn’t react to her defiance. His eyes remained locked on hers, cold and calculating. Time, he thought. Time was something he no longer had the luxury of.“Time’s up,” he announced flatly, his voice devoid of any emotion.In an instant, Brayden’s calm demeanor shattered. He reached for the pistol at his side and fired two q
Brayden’s car screeched to a halt in front of the underground facility, the engine still rumbling as he stepped out. He moved quickly, his boots clicking against the cold concrete as he walked with purpose toward the steel door. His thoughts raced, each step bringing him closer to the answers he needed, each second more pressing than the last. He couldn’t afford to waste any more time.As Brayden entered the facility, the heavy door slammed shut behind him, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent hall. The atmosphere inside was grim and cold, with dim lighting hanging from the ceiling. It felt like a place where secrets were kept, and lives were traded for information. It was a place where people either came out alive with answers or never came out at all.The sound of footsteps echoed ahead, and Brayden saw Ryder standing by the interrogation room, waiting for him. The man was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.