Ava’s POV
Diego was shaking so hard his teeth clicked.
I pulled him tighter against me as the vehicle tore away from the warehouse.
“Stay down.”
He buried his face against my chest.
Another gunshot cracked somewhere behind us.
Then another.
My driver didn't look back.
“Two vehicles behind us.”
Morgan's voice came through my earpiece.
“We see them. Keep moving.”
“Rafael?”
“Don't know yet.”
I looked through the rear window.
The warehouse was already disappearing behind us.
“Mario?”
“Safe. We have him.”
Relief hit me hard.
At least that part had worked.
Mario was alive.
Diego grabbed a fistful of my shirt.
“Tío Rafael.”
“We're going to find out.”
“No.” His voice cracked. “We can't leave him.”
I cupped the back of his head.
“Right now, I need to get you somewhere safe.
