Chapter 35: A Vow of Vengeance

*Dante*

The moment we pulled up to Remy Sanchez's hideout, I knew something was off. The place was too quiet, the air too still. Beside me, Nicoli, Caleb and Jamil tensed, their hands hovering near their weapons as we approached the building.

We were just a few feet from the entrance when the door burst open and Sanchez came barreling out, his eyes wild with fear and desperation. He took one look at us and bolted, his feet pounding against the pavement as he fled down the street.

"After him," I roared, already in motion. Caleb and Jamil were right behind me, their strides matching mine as we pursued Sanchez through the winding alleys and side streets.

The bastard was fast, I had to give him that. He ducked and weaved through the maze of buildings like a rat in a sewer, always managing to stay just out of reach. But I wasn't about to let him get away, not when he held the key to finding Layla.