"Good," Black said, hanging up his phone as he walked beside me down the subterranean concrete corridor of our safehouse prison—where we held our high-value targets. "Our men was able to capture the squad before they could pull Ginevra into their vehicle. She's safe. Rosa is driving her and Micah back to the mansion now."

"Did either of the girls get hurt?" I asked, my boots echoing off the stone walls.

"No. But Ginevra's boyfriend took a bullet to the shoulder."

I didn't bother responding—I couldn't give a damn about Gin's little college pet.

"I need to get back to the estate before they arrive," I muttered as two guards...