Isabel POV
The burst of static from the hidden comm device made my heart stop. The voice that followed was unmistakable.
"Don't move. You're surrounded."
Miguel tensed, his eyes narrowing. Marissa gripped her rifle, scanning the forest for movement.
"Gideon," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
"Congratulations," the voice said, almost amused. "You've made it farther than I expected. But it ends here."
Marissa glanced at me; her expression sharp. "He's bluffing. If we were surrounded, we'd already see them."
"he's not the kind of man who bluffs," Miguel said.
The comm device crackled again. "Miguel, Isabel, Marissa... even Diego. your little escape. Impressive, but futile. Surrender now, and I might let you live."
Miguel's jaw tightened. "Not a chance."
Marissa POV
