Chapter 696

Logan’s POV

I slammed my fist on the dashboard, the gates flying open as we barreled through, the metal creaking, the iron bending, the wood splintering. 

We broke through, the cars tearing down the driveway, the gravel spitting under the tires, the wind howling as we sped off into the night.

But they were right behind us.

“Boss! They’re following us!” Enzo shouted, his voice panicked, his body twisting in his seat as he looked back, his eyes wide, his face pale. 

“There’s more of them! How the hell are there so many?”

I glanced in the mirror, my heart sinking as I saw them…black SUVs speeding after us, their headlights flashing, their engines roaring, their guns firing. 

The bullets pinged off the metal, ricocheting off the windows, bouncing off the doors.

Thank God for bulletproof glass.

“They’re not giving up,” Enzo muttered, his voice low, his body tense as he gripped his gun, his finger trembl