Addison's POV
"How did they find us?" I yelled over the noise of the gunshots.
"I dont know but I do have one very educated guess," he hissed.
"The mole!" I said as if it wasn't the most obvious thing.
"Exactly."
He swerved back to our lane, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. I rolled down the window as I reached for the gun in my ankle holster.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?” Damien hissed. “Roll that s**t up! It’s only bulletproof if you don’t do stuff like that.”
“I don’t care,” I snapped. “If I can hit their tires, we don’t have to drive like maniacs down the freaking main road and we will actually have a chance of getting to the warehouse in one piece!”
“It doesn’t matter if you get their tires or not Addy, they will just
