Selena
"Alright people, let's get this show on the road!" Marco's gruff voice carried across the dimly lit alleyway where we had our vehicles staged. "Dmitri, you and your crew take point and get those construction barricades set up on the prime intersection."
"You got it," the wiry Russian replied with a wolfish grin before jerking his head at his demolition team to move out.
I watched them go with narrowed eyes, unable to fully shake the lingering unease from that vivid nightmare. Snippets of burning destruction and panicked screams flickered through my mind's eye.
"You good, Mrs. C?" Marco's voice broke into my thoughts. "Seem a little checked out over there."
Refocusing, I shot him a flat look. "I'm locked and loaded, just make sure your people are on point. We can't afford even a single misstep here."