Chapter 74 Her Birthday, My War

• The night air was thick with tension as I stepped out of the warehouse, my mind already running through the next steps. Diego had made his move, but he wouldn’t live long enough to make another.
• I slid into the backseat of the SUV, signaling to my driver. “Take me home.”
• The car moved through the city streets, the lights casting long shadows. My men sat in silence, knowing better than to interrupt my thoughts.