Author POV

The entire building shook when Gray kicked the reinforced door open. His men swarmed in behind him, guns raised, boots pounding against concrete. Xander was right beside him, jaw clenched, eyes scanning every corner with a fury he could barely contain.

Henry was dragged into the center of the room—bloodied, coughing, his lip split open from Gray’s first punch.

Gray grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall so hard the plaster cracked.

“Where is she?” Gray ...