Beau’s POV
The moment I heard Demarion’s name, I wanted to pound him into the ground. There was a time I considered him a friend, hell, even a mentee, but his inferiority complex ruined that. “How far away are we from the building?”
“Not far. Some of Richard’s men are already there waiting for us. I received intel that Makena went inside.”
I groaned while scrubbing my face with my hands. The light was still red. “I thought she didn’t have anything to do with him?”
“Well, sir, it could be that he called her there, or she went willingly. Makena did tell us about the nature of their former relationship.”
“I know, but she didn’t have to go.”
He sighed. The light changed to green, and I floored it. “It’s hard to truly break free from someone that was your everything at one point. Maybe th
