Ace’s point of view
As we approach the house, a surge of adrenaline courses through me, my heart pounding in anticipation. The urgency to reunite with Victoria intensifies with every step. Suddenly, my watch buzzes, signaling an incoming call from Isaac, our point person. With a quick swipe, I answer, bracing myself for updates. "Boss, there's gunfire in the house," Isaac's voice crackles through the line, urgency dripping from every word.
Without hesitation, I bark out orders, the gravity of the situation sinking in. "Isaac, ram the damn gate. We can't afford to waste a second." As his vehicle barrels towards the gate, tension mounts. The impact leaves the gate dented but standing defiantly in our path. James, ever resourceful, takes charge, his voice crackling over the watch, "Everyone
