Chapter 59

• Bustan's POV
• I signaled to my team, and we paused, assessing the guard patrols flanking the entrance. They were numerous, and I knew Nate was taking no chances with Olivia’s safety. She had been a pawn in his game, but no longer. Tonight, she would be free.
• “On my mark,” I whispered, my heart racing. The plan was straightforward: we’d create a diversion, draw the guards away, and slip in. It was risky, but every moment I delayed put Olivia further in danger. I could not let that happen.