Fighting for Their Life

Dimitri hesitated, clearly realizing he had been a pawn in something much bigger than he had anticipated. But he was smart enough to know when to retreat. He muttered a curse under his breath before slipping out of the room.

Xander slowly raised his hands, his mind racing. They were outnumbered and heavily at a disadvantage, and Viktor had the upper hand.

"Smart move," Viktor praised, motioning toward the guards. "Now, why don't we—"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Before anyone could react, Asher had already drawn his concealed firearm and shot the nearest guard straight in the head.

Chaos erupted.

Xander moved in a blur, flipping the table over as bullets rained in their direction. He grabbed the gun off the dead guard and fired three shots in rapid succession, taking down two more men before rolling behind cover.

"Get them!" Viktor roared, diving for safety as his remaining men regrouped.