Inside the hidden and luxurious Heist Brew Bar, the golden lights flickered low, and the jazzy music in the background couldn’t hide the tension in the air. The bar was quiet, not because of the lack of customers—but because something was very wrong.
The back doors slammed open.
Adam and Leo walked in, heads down, shoulders stiff. They knew they were walking into fire.
Luke Samonte, the boss of the Heist Brew Bar and the man feared by many, stood in the center of the lounge. His eyes were sharp, his jaw clenched, and the glass in his hand cracked slightly from how hard he gripped it.
“Where the hell is she?!” Luke’s voice thundered, echoing across the room.
Adam stopped in his tracks.
Leo swallowed hard. “Boss... We didn’t expect her to—”
Luke threw the glass against the wall. It sh
