(Damon)
The air smelled of blood and smoke.
I pushed another body off my path and scanned the treeline, my chest heaving with a rage I barely kept leashed. My men were scattered across the grounds. There were shouts and gunfire all of over the place ringing out as Syndicate scum poured into the estate like rats from a sewer.
But none of that mattered to me.
Camila.
She had been taken hostage.
Every second she wasn't in my grasp was a second too long, a second where the Syndicate had leverage where Elara's world could crack. And I couldn't let that happen.
She had already left the bunker so I had few minutes or seconds to find both girls beofre the syndicate pulled a fast one. They couldn't get those codes, it could cause a lot of mayhem and destruction.
"Report!" I barked into th
