I didn’t need to think about her question. I knew what had to be done. "Get them to a safe place," I told her, my voice cold. "I'm going to deal with this."
She nodded. She knew what it meant when I talked like that.
Oceano looked up at me, her own eyes filled with a mix of pain and relief. "Don't," she murmured. "Don't go after him."
But I was already moving, my boots echoing in the hallway.
As I stepped into the night, the rain washed away the last traces of doubt. Chance had crossed a line, and there was no going back.
"You okay, boss?" Rouger's concerned voice called after me.
"Yeah," I said, my voice low and lethal. "I've got this."
The words echoed in my mind as I approached Chance's known haunts. I didn't care if he was in a bar, a brothel, or hiding under a f*****g rock; I'd
