The morning after our operation was eerily quiet, a calm that felt unnatural given the destruction we’d inflicted on Kelly’s empire. I stood by the large windows in the safe house’s living room, staring at the city skyline as the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds. But the peace was short-lived.
Caden’s phone buzzed on the table, and his expression darkened as he answered. “What is it?” he demanded, his tone sharp.
His jaw tightened as he listened, his knuckles whitening around the phone. “Keep everyone on high alert. No one moves without my order.”
When he hung up, he turned to me, his face a mask of grim determination.
“She’s made her move,” he said, his voice low.
“What did she do?” I asked, my chest tightening with a mix of fear and anger.
“She’s targeting the people
