The safe house in the Hamptons was a fortress disguised as a beach estate. High walls. Security cameras. Guards in expensive suits carrying even more expensive guns.

They watched from across the street, hidden in the shadows of a neighboring property.

"Twelve guards visible," Jeremy said, scanning through binoculars. "Probably more inside."

"Front gate is reinforced steel," Mikael added, his voice strained from pain. "Not getting through that without heavy equipment."

"We don't go through the ...