Burn Loot
Bullets pinged against the rear bumper, but they were out of range before Rafael’s men could regroup.
Breathing heavily, Capello wiped blood from a small graze on his arm. “We need to regroup. If there’s a traitor still feeding Sanchez information, we’re all in danger.”
Dino exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Then we find them. And we end this.”
Luciana, still catching her breath, stared out the window. Her expression was unreadable, but when she finally spoke, her voice was filled with cold determination. “I’m tired of running. It’s time to strike first.”
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