~YULIA

A voice in my head was telling me that this was a mistake, but I knew that it was just fear speaking.

I had no idea how we were going to go about this but I was confident in Issa’s plan. It was midnight and the only sound in the room was Mile’s munching loudly on the Pizza Issa ordered.

“Where are they located?” Jamal asked. “And how the hell did you get this information?” He demanded from Issa who was gazing meditatively into nothing as he slowly paced the room.

He stopped ...