“Then let them.”
Sienna’s voice cut through the catacombs like a blade, sharp and unforgiving.
The ancient stone around them echoed her defiance, swallowing the silence whole.
For a moment, everything was still—until the footsteps behind them multiplied.
Not one.
Not two.
A dozen.
Ari dropped into a defensive stance, back to the wall, rifle raised.
“Multiple heat signatures. We’re surrounded.”
Luciano didn’t flinch. He stepped beside Sienna, pulling a pistol from his hip. “No one’s taking her.”
“Damn right,” Ari muttered, flicking her safety off.
The first figure emerged from the shadows, dressed in black, face hidden behind a steel-plated mask.
Then another.
And another.
All silent.
All armed.
Sienna’s fingers curled tighter around the grip of her weapon.
One of th
