Damien’s POV

The ride was long, quiet, and thick with a certain type of silence.

The silence before the storm.

Leo sat beside me, eyes locked ahead, one hand on his pistol and then in the other SUV, three of my men were set and ready.

The address Nina had given me was supposed to be a warehouse.

But something about it told me it wasn’t going to be just that.

“We’re close,” Leo said, glancing at the GPS.

I nodded. My jaw tightened. “Be alert. We ...