Dimitri
The car screeched to a halt, spraying gravel. I shoved the door open before it had fully stopped, my boots hit the wet ground. My men poured out of the vehicles behind me, drawing their weapons.
But there was nothing.
The scene was empty.
It was too quiet. The only sound was the relentless patter of rain on the leaves and the metal of the cars
There were no police lights. No blood-stained asphalt. No bodies covered with white sheets.
Just an empty stretch of road in the middle of nowhere.
My eyes scanned the area.
"Spread out!" I barked. "Search the area! Now!"
My men spread out, flashlights cutting through the darkness. They searched the roadside, the ditches, the woods.
One of my guards approached. "Sir, we found fresh tire tracks. But no blood, no
