The gunfire finally started fading and the silence that replaced it felt almost worse because the ringing in my ears kept mixing with the sound of screaming that had already stopped. Smoke drifted through the broken sections of the building while shattered glass covered the concrete around us. Bodies lay across the warehouse like the aftermath of a damn hurricane.
Raze’s people had pulled out fast and organized while the surviving men disappeared through the back exits. Every second that passed made it clearer this retreat had been planned long before tonight even started.
He had never expected to stay and he had never expected a clean victory.
He had expected damage and blood and somehow that realization sat heavier in my chest than the fight itself.
“Clear the upper section.” Bla
