The air was thick with tension.
Jason, Samantha, and Dominic sat around the small wooden table in a dimly lit safe house. The flickering bulb above cast eerie shadows on their faces.
They had survived another ambush. Barely.
Now, it was time to go on the offensive.
Jason’s eyes were cold, calculating. His fingers tapped against the table, the only sound in the silence.
“We’re done running,” he finally said. “It’s time we finish this.”
Samantha swallowed hard. There was no turning back.
Dominic leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “And how do you suggest we do that? The new leader of Liam’s empire is still in the dark. We don’t even know who we’re fighting.”
Jason smirked. “We will.”
He slid a USB drive across the table.
Dominic picked it up, frowning. “What’s this?”
Jaso
