Chapter 15
Fifteen
MATEO
Isee our team getting the girls out the side door, and with them out of the line of fire, we go to fucking town. In a matter of seconds, it’s a fucking bloodbath. Rome snipes from above, and we work our way through the men.
Diego snarls when he takes a hit to the arm, and I kill the motherfucker who took the shot.
But when I turn and see Bobby run in, my blood runs fucking cold.
“She got away, boss,” he says, panting as he and I both shoot around us. “Took a rideshare, and we lost her in traffic.”
“Fuck!”
I do not need this right now.
I glance over to the room at the side of the building and see that the door is standing open. Dark fabric flashes by, and then I see a red fucking braid, and I know exactly where my Savage is, and my heart moves to my throat. God damn it!
“Cover me,” I say into the comms. “I have to get to that other room.”
“Twenty-four men are down,” Rome says in my ear. “You’re clear.”