LINDEN

 

My team just landed two hours ago from London. Estelle agreed to stay with her father, which made me happy with her decision.

I only took a quick shower in the hotel and changed into a white shirt and dark blue pants before meeting Ilya.

As fear thickened my throat, I forced a deep breath as I walked into the local bar in Austin. I entered alone, but I trusted my men to do their job.

I roamed my eyes and quickly found a white male around my age with buzz-cut dark-brown hair sitting at the corner. He was confident and wasn’t facing the door. Judging by his wide...