THIRD PERSON POV
Gunfire ripped through the building while smoke rolled thich through the corridors. Drake pushed forward without slowing while another man crashed against the concrete wall beside him.
Blood streaked across his knuckles while his breathing came hard and sharp. Every second that passed without Storm in front of him pushed him closer to the edge he had been holding back all night.
“He went left!” One of Raze’s men shouted.
Drake turned instantly and fired twice without hesitation. Both shots dropped the man before he could react.
Another attacker came from the side corridor while raising the rifle. Drake slammed him into the wall hard enough to crack concrete before driving a knife into his shoulder.
“Where is she?” Drake snapped.
The man choked out a curse whil
