Raven's POV
My hands shook as I stared at the shattered phone on the floor. The image of Tiara's smiling face burned into my brain like acid. All this time. All those nights. Every whispered secret. Every moment I'd let my guard down.
She'd played me.
"Boss?" Victor's voice seemed to come from far away. "Boss, you alright?"
I blinked, forcing myself back to reality. My office was still a mess—broken glass, bullet holes, blood staining the carpet. But none of that mattered right now.
"Get everyone," I said, my voice deadly calm. "Every available man. I want her found."
Victor hesitated. "Raven, we should focus on Costa first. He's—"
My fist slammed into the wall. "I said find her!"
The silence that followed was heavy. Victor knew better than to argue when I was like this.
"Okay," h
