COHEN

Lance parked the SUV a few blocks away from the warehouse and we moved through alleyways and shadows until we were just a block away and could see the front door.

A sense I couldn't name or understand was nagging at the back of my mind and tugging on my chest, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand. I refused to be the reason that good people died today.

Beside me, Dominic sniffed the air. "King..." He trailed off, scenting the air harder and ...