Diane's POV

I watch Marcus stagger into the room, his breathing ragged. A dark bruise blooms across his shoulder, and he sways on his feet as if the floor beneath him has turned to water.

"What do you mean you couldn't deliver it?" Jason asks, his voice deceptively calm. But I see the slight tightening of his jaw and the way his fingers curl into fists at his sides. He is anything but calm right now.

"We were ambushed by five men. They intercepted us two blocks from the drop point." Marcus leans against the doorframe, his face pale. "They took the package. Adrian took a bullet to the leg....