Chapter 38

"YOU HIT ME, WE HIT YOU."

DANTE.

Luca swerves hard as bullets pepper the side of our car.

I'm already moving, pulling my gun from the shoulder holster. "How many?"

"At least four vehicles. Maybe more." Luca's voice is calm despite the chaos. "They boxed us in."

This is a setup. An ambush...

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