"You orchestrated her kidnapping through Rick Donovan a month ago," Vaughn hissed, his grip tightening around Caleb's throat. "Did you think I wouldn't find out? Did you think you could hurt her and live to tell the tale?"
Caleb's hand finally closed around the grip of his revolver, but Vaughn was quicker. He grabbed Caleb's wrist, twisting it with brutal efficiency that made Caleb cry out in pain. The revolver clattered to the floor, useless.
Vaughn leaned in closer, his eyes cold and unyielding. "This city belongs to the Volkovs," he hissed. "And you've just made the last mistake of your life."
Before Vaughn could deliver the final blow, a group of Caleb's men burst through the door, their guns blazing. Vaughn released Caleb, diving for cover as bullets whizzed past him. Eliza ducked behind a nearby crate, her heart racing as the firefight intensified.
