Delilah’s POV
The plan was simple. But nothing ever really is.
It was almost midnight. The wind from the ocean hit my face as I stood at the edge of the docks with Ethan beside me. His hand found mine, and I held on tight. My heart beat fast. I knew this night was going to change everything.
“I don’t like this,” I whispered to Ethan.
“I don’t either,” he replied. “But we have no choice. This is the final trade. It ends tonight.”
Behind us, Luca paced like a lion. He didn’t trust anyone—not even the plan we made. Naomi stood on the warehouse rooftop with her sniper team. She nodded at me once when I looked up.
“You sure Naomi can be trusted?” Luca asked, stopping beside Ethan.
“She’s saved us before,” Ethan said.
“That was before,” Luca muttered. “Everything’s different now.”
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