The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy
"A very smart girl."
He reached out, his hand wrapping around the back of my neck to pull me flush against his chest. "Marcus, blind them."
"Covering, sir!" Marcus yelled.
Marcus pulled a high-intensity tactical strobe from his vest and tossed it up the concrete stairs. A split second later, the shaft exploded with a deafening, frantic white light that pulsed fifty times a second, shattering the darkness and blinding anyone looking down from the hatch.
Shouts of pain and confusion echoed from the top of the stairs as Sterling’s men shielded their eyes.