The sun was sinking lower, bleeding orange and crimson across the sky as we pulled up to the mansion. My men had done their job. By the time Aaliyah and I stepped out of the car, most of John’s guards who had been stationed outside were already on the ground, tied up, beaten, or groaning in pain. The air reeked of gunpowder and sweat.The place looked like old money—tall iron gates, a driveway lined with trimmed hedges, pillars standing proud at the front. Whoever owned it thought themselves untouchable. Tonight, I was going to prove them wrong.I glanced at Aaliyah. Her eyes were fixed on the mansion, hard and unblinking, her body stiff like she was preparing to walk into hell itself.“This part is mine,” I told her firmly. My voice carried more command than suggestion. “You stay here. I’ll go in with the men, clear everything, and bring Elias out to you.”She turned to me immediately, her jaw tight, her hands balled into fists at her sides. “Don’t start this here, Orrin. That’
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