r, a quiet, tree-lined street on the edge of a warehouse district.

ol night wind whipping strands of hair across her face. A chill

inted windows pull

tepped out wa

ptiness in his eyes. Another man, equally imposing, got out from th

on high alert. She took

s. Cameron. Our boss would like to 'invi

e. It had to be Jude. Who else had the p

back and tell Jude York

"Then we'll do this the hard

lank her, their

suitcase hard into one man's legs, usin

d. She darted into a narrow, dark

on the pavement behind h

n, sending garbage spilling across the alley. The man

d, driving her elbow backward into his ribs with surprising for

She burst out of the other end o

the road, desperate

rated, the engine roaring, heading straight for her. They were

s flashed on,

erself to the side, a desperate

n't fas

the night, followed by an explosion of white-hot pain. The impact sent her flying t

pain in her leg was a

r unmoving on the ground, had achieved his goal. H

moving at an impossible speed. It swerved, positioning it

Guerra emerged. He ripped off

r leg, the dark patch of blood spreading on the pavement. The usua

sed the damage, his voice a low, calming murmur

nto his arms as if

y the sudden turn of events and the sheer

f his car, Claude pulled out his phone. He made a call

nt the men in that vehicle. Find out who they

rtin tore away into the night, leaving the black SUV tr