AMBROSE POV

TWENTY MINUTES EARLIER

Nolan and I were still parked outside the entrance of the warehouse, and I could still feel the unresolved tension between us.

I hated feeling this way, and by all means, I wanted things to go back to normal between us.

“Nolan.”

He turned to look at me, and the hatred in his eyes was evident.

“If anything happens to me in there, and if I don’t come back alive, I want you to take care of Ben, the company, and the ...