LIAM'S POV
The tires screamed as I took the turn too fast, the GPS blinking on my phone. Service Gate. The hacker’s voice echoed in my head: “The truck’s stationary. It’s a private facility. Heavily secured.”
I saw the shattered gate ahead, lights blazing in the yard beyond. And I saw them.
Maya, clutching Leo, frozen between a white truck and a security guard. Daniel, out of his SUV, shouting up at a balcony. And there, above it all, wrapped in silk like a venomous spider, Clara.
I didn’t brake. I aimed for the opening and crashed through what was left of the gate.
The scene exploded into motion. The guard jumped back. Daniel spun, his eyes wide with shock. Maya’s head whipped toward me, and the hope in her face was a knife to my gut.
I was out of the car before it fully stopped. “
