Chapter 12: I Can Hear Her Heartbeat

Talia found it in fifty-one minutes. A decommissioned cold-storage facility eleven miles off the coast road, owned through four shell companies that all eventually kissed a Sablewood account. No windows. No cell coverage. Backup generator running for nine straight days. Nine days. He'd been ready for over a week. We staged in a treeline at 9:40 p.m. Dorian's twelve took the perimeter. Fiona took the south vehicle gate. Enzo put a drone up at four hundred feet, and my brothers sat in the second...