Elias’s POVThe night…Julian adjusted his earpiece and gave me a nod. Two of his men flanked the doors, rifles tight to their chests.This was it, my sister was inside.I’d spent months being Dune’s puppet, feeding him information, bending my own spine into knots just to keep her alive. And now Vanessa’s escape had forced me to go against him.I whispered, “On my mark.”The steel door groaned under the ram’s impact. He jammed into it once, then a second time, by the third time, his hit sent the door flying inward, sparks scattering off the hinges.“Go, go!” Julian barked.A gunshot cracked into the air, the sound sharp rattled my teeth. I ducked behind a pillar, my pulse hammering against my ribs before I lunged forward.One of Dune’s men swung at me with a pipe, but I was too fast, I caught his arm, twisted it, and drove my fist into his jaw. He went down, sprawling across the concrete floor.“Clear the left!” someone shouted.I didn’t care about the fight. I only cared about her. I
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