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Madison whipped the SUV around to where I had exited the building, Alexis throwing the door open for me. I jumped inside, pulling the door shut behind me as we peeled out of the area and onto the closest major highway.
“That was way too close. How did we get caught? No one has found us here before.” I growled, ripping my balaclava off my face and tossing my hood back. This was a complete disaster. Alexis let out a curse and tugged at her hair.
Her eyes widened the moment she realized what had just happened.
“The security cameras on the building. I thought I disabled them last month, but someone must have turned them back on. Fuck.” She cursed and pounded her fists against the back of the passenger seat.
If those cameras were now functioning, then there is a chance that whoever they are already has images or videos of us. They know who we are.
“Do you think it alerted whoever just busted down the doors?” Madison asked over her shoulder from the driver’s seat.
“It’s a definite possibility. We’re going to need to find a new work location after this and tread with a lot more caution. This might be a sign that we are being hunted now. Someone knows what we are up to and is trying to stop us.” Alexis sighed and sat back in her seat, biting her fingernail in frustration.
“I guess Roman isn’t playing around anymore,” I mused.
“Enough, no more freaking out. Let’s just get our asses home and deal with it in the morning. Luckily for us, we got out of there in time, so they don’t know who we are.” Madison hissed.
The rest of the drive was quiet between the three of us. Not a single word uttered. I couldn’t help but wonder who was now supposedly chasing after us and if they were sent by Roman or someone else.
This whole assignment that Charlotte gave us months ago was fucked.
Our aggressiveness in finding Roman’s location by kidnapping and disposing of his employees has caught either his or someone else’s attention, and I had a feeling they weren’t going to stop until they had us in cuffs—or worse, dead.
CHAPTER 7
Atlas
“ Goddamnit! Where did they go?” Derek stormed into the warehouse behind me, gun drawn, and stared down at the lifeless body tied to the chair in the center of the room. “The fuck did they do to him?”
He pointed his gun at the body before turning to face me. I thought he had been on a few of these scenes already, but by his initial reaction, I don’t think he has.
“My best guess—they questioned him, and when he didn’t give them the information they wanted, they killed him.” I shrugged it off and holstered my gun, Derek doing the same.
I know I should care more; it’s another victim added to their ever-growing list and a family that has lost a loved one. But I needed to keep my head clear if I was going to end their killing spree and this case. Panicking over another dead body wasn’t going to help anyone.
After our briefing this morning, I contacted the old security company that installed the system at this warehouse, hoping that the suspects we were hunting would attempt to use it again. My intuition was correct.
While we were back at the nightclub, an alert came across my phone that this warehouse’s security cameras detected movement around the backside of the building. I was able to see a brief snapshot of the video and noticed the three of them dragging a lifeless body inside.
When I knew we had finally gotten our chance, I grabbed the guys, and we left the nightclub immediately to get here. Unfortunately, we were just seconds too late.
“All clear, aside from an old computer monitor that looks like it's been here for a while. They left nothing behind.” Dean said as he and Marcus approached us after completing their perimeter search.
“Well, except for this guy.” Marcus blew out a breath. We split into pairs when we arrived, hoping to cover more ground and catch the suspects before they ran.
“Hey, I saw this guy back at the club.” Dean leaned over the body to get a better look at his face. His neck had been sliced open, and his head lolled all the way back from it.
“Where did you see him?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest and watching him inspect the body.
“He was in one of the VIP Suites, drinking with a couple of other guys in suits; he had a briefcase with him, though,” Dean added.
“I didn’t see a briefcase anywhere in my search of the area.” Marcus looked at us and then back at the body.
“Damnit.” I let out a frustrated sigh, running my hands through my hair. We missed the suspects, and they took whatever he had brought with him. I was desperate, hoping for something, anything to come to mind.
“So, where do we go from here, AJ?” Derek asked, rubbing his brow with the back of his thumb, then placing both hands in his pockets. He was just as lost for an idea as I was.
“We need to find out who this guy is and what he was doing at The Landing tonight. We can assume that they were after whatever was in that briefcase, and they got it.” I said. If that briefcase weren’t important, they would have left it behind. I don’t see any other reason why they would bother taking it with them.
