“Can you contact her or something?” Lycidas asked Lynden, who was looking at him with a clueless expression. He had no idea why Lycidas looked nervous when he arrived at their hideout.
“Who?” Lynden interrogated. They are in the living room, and Lynden is attempting to rest after breaching the Sombra de Muerte Organization’s security. He believes he deserves a break after being anxious for three days without sleep.
“Destin, of course! I couldn’t contact her when I was in the middle of helping the other team,” Lycidas explained.
Lynden’s forehead wrinkled when he heard what the underboss stated. He knew that Ximena was probably in their house trying to read the documents that she had, but when he remembered that Ximena had gone to the address he had given, he let out a soft curse.
“I’ll
