Chapter 85 No Way Out
- The footsteps grew louder, deliberate and unhurried. Whoever was coming wasn’t in a rush—because they knew Amara and her team had nowhere to run.
- Damian pressed against the doorframe, gun raised, his breathing steady. Luca's fingers flew across the keyboard, trying to wipe the files before their pursuers reached them.
- Amara clenched her knife, her pulse hammering. “How many?” she whispered.