Alpha Adrian POVJuana and I pushed through the trampoline market at a near run. The air stank of sweat, cheap oil, and fried dough. Vendors shouted over one another while the crowd pressed in from every side. Myla stayed tight on our heels, scanning the shadows between the stalls.Behind us the Kaza gang’s voices rose like a pack of dogs. “Come out, Adrian! We know you’re here!”Someone had sold me out. Whoever that bastard was, I would find him and make him regret it.“Not now. Not here,” Juana hissed, her fingers locking around my wrist the second I shifted toward the noise.“Damn it…they’ve spotted us!” Myla’s voice cracked as beams of torchlight cut across the path. The lights swung wildly, then snapped off. A woman’s scream tore through the sudden dark…high, desperate, cut short by the sound of a struggle.Something in my chest went cold and sharp. “They don’t get to touch another woman. Not while I’m breathing.”I ripped free of Juana’s grip and sprinted toward the sound.
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