Diego's POV

Seconds after the shot was fired, the assistant fell to the ground, blood rushing from his chest. I looked up to see Luis, standing there and holding out his gun.

“Why can't you be careful?” he asked, sighing in relief.

I smiled. “Because you've got my back. And you know I don't play it safe,” I said, coming closer to him.

“Let's go,” I said, handing him the gun I held. As we went downstairs, heading towards the gate, lifeless bodies of Navarro men were on the ...