POV Craig
There’s been no news from Le. Something is definitely wrong! I heavily slapped my hand on my face and rubbed my forehead and the bridge of my nose roughly as I tried to think and sooth myself at the same time.
“Craig, are you ready to go? I promise we won’t forget about Le, you have my word, brother!” Santi dropped his voice an octave, its melodious timbre pleading gently with me.
“I am. Le is strong, I know she can hold on for us. But, it doesn’t mean I have to like it. Let’s move!” I quashed any feeling that pestered me to break free… though I was so used to shoving them back inside where they belonged.
We rounded up the Tactical and the Alpha Force. A whole twenty of us. It was a small group, but they were like shadow assassins; brutal and invisible. Santi would not back
