But retreating now would be a sign to the Greeks that I’m intimidated. It would be like throwing open the gates of my house and telling them to take whatever they’d like. Letting them get away with an outright attack on the Novikov Bratva would be handing them Viviana and Dante on a silver platter. Because they won’t stop with the lounge they destroyed. They’ll keep coming until Viviana is out of the picture and Helen is stationed at my side.
But that isn’t going to happen. Ever.
Raoul reaches for my arm just as I whip around the corner. Before either of the guards can react, I grab the closest one and press my gun below his ear.
“Don’t make a sound or I’ll paint this wall with your brains.”
Raoul curses behind me before he pulls his gun on the second guard. “Don’t move, cabrón.”
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