Chapter 695

Logan’s POV

For every attack we launched, they countered with twice the force. They were starting to overpower us, driving us back, surrounding us.

We were losing.

“Boss!” Enzo shouted, his voice panicked, his face pale. 

“We’re getting overrun!”

I knew he was right. I could see it in the way my men staggered, their bodies slowing, their defenses weakening. We were outmatched.

We had to get out.

“Fall back!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the hall, my body moving to cover Enzo as he stumbled back, his arm bleeding, his face twisted in pain. 

“Fall back to the carriage! Get to the bulletproof cars!”

My men hesitated, their faces torn, their bodies still fighting, still pushing. They didn’t want to retreat. They didn’t want to give up.

But they had no choice.

“We’re getting out of here!” I barked, my voice sharp, my pistol firing at another attacker, his body dropping instantly. “Now!”