Before he could pull the trigger, a deafening roar filled the alley. A black motorcycle screeched to a halt, and a familiar figure dismounted.
“Logan,” Sophia breathed, relief washing over her.
Logan didn’t waste time. He pulled a weapon from his jacket and fired, taking out the operatives with precision.
“Get down!” he barked, covering Julian as he neutralized the threat.
Within minutes, the alley was clear. Logan helped Julian to his feet.
“You’re lucky I keep tabs on Sophia,” he said.
Julian managed a weak smile. “I owe you one.”
“Damn right you do,” Logan replied. “Now let’s get out of here before reinforcements show up.”
As they sped away, Julian clutched the USB drive. He glanced at Madeline, her expression a mix of relief and determination.
“This isn’t over,” he said.
Made
