Chapter 95- A contact in Sicily

The black SUV rolled to a silent stop outside the decrepit warehouse, its headlights off, blending into the shadows.

Zack exhaled slowly, his grip tightening around the gun holstered at his hip.

Rizi's message had been clear—Dominico was inside, and there was no way for him to send out any warnings. They had jammed all signals, and locked down communications. No calls, no texts, no escape. He was going to f*cking get him and whosoever the mastermind a**hole is. Each passing minute was a huge risk to Nia's life.