The line goes dead. I continue watching the men. At one moment O’Neil reaches for his phone and speaks to someone briefly. Five minutes later, my phone vibrates.
“Two cars intercepted Kostya at the underpass,” Roman says. “The car is abandoned there, with tires shot out.”
I take a deep breath and grit my teeth. “Call Felix. He’s already connected to the traffic cameras. I need to know where they took him. I’ll clean house here and go back to gear up.”
“You’re not going alone. You hear me?”
“Call Felix,” I bark, cut the call, and put my eye back on the scope.
I off O’Neil first. One shot, right to the chest. The man on his right is next. They’re both on the ground before the other two even realize what’s happening. The last two run for the car. I kill one, but the last man manages to d
