JACKSON'S POVThree PM. The warehouse district was dead quiet.I sat in my truck two blocks away, watching surveillance feeds on a tablet. Hawk's camera from the roof. Viper's bodycam from the parking lot. Torch's hidden camera from inside the warehouse.And a tracker on Lisa's phone, showing her approaching in a cab."She's two minutes out," Hawk's voice crackled through my earpiece."Copy that. Everyone in position?""Affirmative," Viper replied."Ready," Torch added."Standing by," Maria's voice came through. She was monitoring Reaper at the diner, watching for any suspicious calls or behavior.I watched Lisa's cab pull up to the warehouse. She got out, looking calm and professional in dark jeans and a leather jacket. Her hair was pulled back. No jewelry. Nothing that could be grabbed or used against her.Smart.She walked into the warehouse. The door closed behind her.My heart rate spiked. Every instinct screamed at me to rush in there. To protect her.But I had to trust the plan
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