The night swallowed her whole.
Sienna walked into it without flinching, her boots silent on the gravel path that led away from the compound.
A few steps behind her, Ari’s team moved like shadows—silent, alert, deadly. No words were needed.
This wasn’t a night for speeches.
It was a night for reckoning.
She slid into the back of the blacked-out SUV, the interior cold and quiet.
Ari took the passenger seat beside the driver, already relaying last-minute directives through her comms.
Luciano’s team had taken a separate route, circling the district from the west.
They’d close in at the same time—two forces converging like twin blades on a throat.
Sienna leaned back, her eyes fixed on the window, the city unfolding in fractured lights and broken promises.
She didn’t feel small a
