Asa's POV

We had been driving for nearly an hour following the lead on Jake—me leading in front with Marco right behind in the black SUV. I wanted to handle this personal so I didn't call for backup. Just Marco and I pursued Jake.

The headlights carved through the darkness as the cracked road opened toward the river bend. The report we’d gotten from the injured guard replayed in my head: Jake had help from inside.

“Anything?” I asked Marco over comms.

“No movement yet." Marco’s ...