POV: Sophie
The mission went smoother than expected.
Cass, Tanya, and I had tailed La Morte Nera’s contact for hours, keeping our distance, staying in the shadows. We watched as he moved through the city, picking up supplies, exchanging information with other shady figures. It was exactly what we needed—enough intel to give the club a serious advantage.
But as the hours dragged on, I started to feel the weight of what we were doing. This wasn’t just a game. This was life and death. And one wrong move could get us all killed.
It was late by the time we saw him make his final stop. We were parked a block away, watching as he approached a nondescript building, something like an old warehouse, the kind of place that no one noticed but everyone knew had secrets. I was ready to call it a nig
