Luca’s POV
The call comes at midnight, and I roll over in my bed, my mind still in a blur from my hours of being on a screen trying to find that bastard. I groan and rub my eyes, my head splitting before I answer the call still groggy.
"Sir, the safe house has been compromised."
Five words that stop my heart. Five words that make me alert in a split second. I'm already getting out of bed before the guard on the other side of the phone can say more. I grab my gun from my nightstand and secure it at my hip as I race to my car.
“Mr. Luca, is there a problem?” The head of my staff asks me as she sees me rushing through the hallways, but I ignore her and continue. I didn’t have any time for any small talk. The safe house was compromised and that could mean anything but to me it meant that
