Asa's POV

I slammed the convoy to a stop and threw the door open as we entered one of The Syndicate's hideout.

I didn’t wait for anyone as I marched out with my gun held tightly in hand. Marco and the men fanned out behind me, but I moved first. Every step was a hammer pounding through my chest, my vision sharpened to only a single point: Eliana.

Every building we tore through, every man who dared stand in our way would pay. And if she wasn’t here, they’d feel my rage.

The first ...