Lazar’s POV

We finally arrived back at the Sokolov estate and I was literally bursting to come outside of the car. Just as we rounded the corner to enter the house, a small beat up van drove past us. I almost ignored it, due to how anxious I was but I told the driver to pull over.

“Hold up!” I yelled out to the driver. “Follow that van.”

I alerted the other vans as well to join us on the chase. It was unusual for an unfamiliar van to be cruising around the premises. Something fishy was definitely happening.

In no time, the small van was surrounded. My men alighted...