Chapter 697

Logan’s POV

I tightened my grip on the wheel, my foot heavy on the gas as the engine roared, the car speeding down the winding mountain road. 

The night was dark, the moon hidden behind thick clouds, the wind howling through the trees.

I knew these roads like the back of my hand. Every twist, every turn, every hidden path. They were mine. They belonged to me.

I pressed a button on the dashboard, the telecom crackling as I spoke. “Status report.”

One by one, my men responded, their voices steady, controlled. “Car one, clear. No tails.”

“Car two, clear.”

“Car three, all clear.”

I exhaled, my body relaxing slightly, my shoulders loosening. We were safe. We’d made it.

For now.

Enzo glanced at me, his eyes dark, his face serious. 

“Who were they, Boss?”

I didn’t answer immediately. I didn’t know. I had my suspicions, my enemies, my rivals. But this was different. 

They had come i