Damien sat in his car outside Mia’s apartment building for ten minutes after leaving.
He read the message over and over, each time feeling the walls close in tighter.
“We know about the warehouse. We know about Jake. And we know you’re planning something stupid. Bring the girl back to the mansion by midnight tomorrow or Kevin dies. For real this time.”
Viktor knew. He knew about Jake. He knew about the plan. Which meant the facility was compromised. Which meant Kevin was in more danger than ever.
Damien’s hands were shaking as he dialed Jake.
“Tell me you’re seeing this,” Damien said when Jake answered.
“Yeah,” Jake’s voice was tight. “I got the same message. Five minutes ago. How is this possible?”
“We have a leak,” Damien said. “Someone on our side is feeding information to Viktor
