Chapter 48
Alex’s POV
Monalisa’s laughter echoed through the small café like nails on a chalkboard. Her men fanned out behind her, their weapons drawn, blocking any hope of escape. She stood confidently, her signature smirk etched across her face as if she had already won.
I tightened my grip on my gun and stepped in front of Isabella and Oracle. “You really think you’ve got us cornered?” I said, keeping my voice steady.
Monalisa tilted her head, her dark hair spilling over her shoulder. “Oh, Alex. Always so brave, always so predictable. You might have slipped through my fingers a few times, but this is where your luck runs out.”
Her words were venomous, but I didn’t flinch. I had faced worse than her. The problem wasn’t fear—it was time.
“Oracle,” I whispered over my shoulder, not t
