The Trip to the Bratva Safe HouseThe minutes ticked by in the penthouse like they were stretching forever. The laptop screen still glowed with the chip file, the words Marco’s been tracking me the whole time burning bright. Lena stood up from the table, her jacket already on, face set like she meant business. “Cars are ready. Midnight hit. Side door open. Nikolai’s in the center room. Marco’s tied but he can move if we cut the ropes.”Cove stayed close to me, his hand on my back, voice low. “You did good tonight. You tracked the auction hall. You’re strong. But you promise you’ll stay behind me. No hero moves.”“I promise,” I said, my voice steady even though the chip sat there, burning in my mind. “We go. We get Marco out. That’s it.”Ruiz walked in from the garage, three more guys behind him, boots quiet on the floor. “Team’s loaded. Three cars. I’ve got the front. Lena, you take the left. Boss, rear. Eli, your drone feed’s still live?”I nodded, opening the laptop one last time. “
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