<b>Chapter </b><b>299 </b>
I had no choice now. The call had to be made, and I would be the one to make It. There was no turning back. The weight of the decision pressed down on me, but I didn’t hesitate. This was part of the job now, the hard part. And if I was going to carry the weight of this family, this operation, then I had to act decisively.
Without another thought, I drew in a deep breath, steadying myself, and picked up my phone once more. My fingers moved quickly over the screen, dialling the number hat would seal their fate. There was no room for mercy now. No room for hesitation. I was done ying nice
The phone rang, and then his voice came through the line, little more <b>weary </b>than usual.
“Tell me what the mice are saying,” I demanded, my tone sharp, clipped, all business.
There was a long, drawn–out sigh on the other end. The man didn’t seem surprised by my demand, but I could hear the tension in his voice. It didn’t ease my frustration.
“They are gathering,” he said, the words slow, heavy with the weight of bad news. “Looks like they are waiting for reinforcements. Things didn’t go as nned at the house. The operation… it fell apart. A lot of casualties on both sides. Many dead, including some of our ownL
The report hit me like a punch to the gut. My mind raced, reying the scene at the house, trying to piece together what had gone wrong. The chaos, the bloodshed. And now<b>, </b>the ones who survived were trying to regroup, trying to hold on to whatever scraps of control they had left
“Reinforcements?” I asked, my voice colder now. “So, they are expecting backup. How many?”
Another sigh from the man. “We don’t know for sure yet. But they are mobilizing. If they are waiting for backup, it could be worse than we thought<b>.</b>”
My anger red again, sharper this time. If they thought they could regroup ande back at us, they were sorely mistaken.
You
know what needs to be done,” I said, my tone now unwavering, even ruthless. “I want all the intel on their positions. I want it now.”
“Understood,” the man replied, his voice tinged with urgency. “We are already moving in to track them down.”
I didn’t wait for more. I ended the call, my mind already calcting the next move. The enemy was regrouping, waiting for reinforcements, but that gave me an advantage I could take them out before they had a chance to organize. I would make sure they paid for what they had done. The men who failed me were going to wish they never crossed me.
I leaned back in my seat for a moment, trying to calm the storm inside me, but it was no use. I knew what had to be done, and I was going to make sure it was done right. No more mistakes. No more mercy.
The time for hesitation was over.
He cut the call not giving me a chance to say some more. I didn’t care, he didn’t mention any of the family members being <b>injured</b>. That meant everyone was safe even though might be a bit shaken. But they were alive. Maybe Luke was right, maybe I was grown now and didn’t have the spirit I had before. If it was back then, I would <b>have </b>killed those men no questions asked.
Their recklessness put the family in danger. “Shit! shit, shi!” I cursed hitting the steering wheel. Well, Nick wanted them alive, but Luke just pissed me off treating me like the little girl he once trained. I needed somewhere. to vent my anger, and those men looked like they would do,
I drove off heading to the warehouse, I was going to make them sing, tell me where the other are hiding then get
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rid of them, they made me look stupid to my brother and men. No one does that to Elodie ck and get away <b>with </b>it.
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