Chapter Thirty-Three
Blade’s POV
The ringing of the last few gunshots echoed down the canyon, fading into a heavy, suffocating silence. My chest heaved as I stared at Skyler. She was still holding the burner phone like a weapon, her dark eyes demanding an answer that would either save my life or end it right here in the dirt.
I wiped a streak of blood from my torn nose, forcing my face to shift into a look of raw, desperate frustration. I needed to look like a man who was risking everything to keep her breathing.
“I took it from the Vulture safe back at the motel,” I rasped, my voice rough and tight as I stepped closer, dropping to my knees right in front of her. “When I bypassed the primary encryption on the laptop, I realized their leadership had a localized burner network. I grabbed
