"We're walking into a trap. You know that, right?" Viktor's voice cut through the tense silence as we approached the safe house.
"Then maybe you shouldn't have led us here," Finlay shot back, his grip tightening on the pistol in his hand.
"Enough," I said, stepping between them. "We don't have time for this. If The Broker's network is in there, we need to take it down-together."
Madison adjusted the strap of her rifle and gave a small nod. "She's right. Let's just get this done."
The old building loomed ahead of us, its crumbling façade blending seamlessly into the decayed Prague street. To the untrained eye, it looked abandoned. But the faint glow of lights in the windows told a different story.
"Positions," I whispered, motioning for the others to spread out.
We went in through a s
