Asa's POV

“MOVE!” I barked, as we matched into Dario's lieutenant's private compound.

My team advanced through the smoke, sweeping each corner, with the sound of gunfire ricocheting off the concrete walls. Somewhere to my left, Lydia’s men unleashed a relentless barrage, their heavy rifles booming with professional precision.

The Russians fought differently from my men. And together, we carved through the Syndicate’s guards.

Every time I pulled the trigger, I saw Eliana’s face ...