Diego's POV

Elena lowered her binoculars. “I can’t see a thing. Meaning there’s nothing in there to see. It’s empty.”

“Fuck it,” I growled. “We’re going in.”

“What?” Santo and Elena both exclaimed in unison.

“You don’t want to send in a scout team to scope the place out first?” Santo added.

“No. I’m not scared of Armando Milanesi. Whatever he’s got in there waiting, we can take.” I raised my hand and signaled for my men to take up positions along the ...