Shade moved instantly, diving behind the couch as bullets tore through the VIP section.
Jade was already moving, using the chaos to her advantage. She grabbed a bottle from the bar, smashed it, and drove the jagged glass into a thug's throat.
Selene was gone.
Shade cursed, scanning the room. She was slipping away, like a ghost in the night.
He needed answers.
He needed her.
Jade reached his side. "We need to go. Now."
They burst through the back exit, emerging into the alley.
Selene was there.
Waiting.
She smiled. "You're good, Shade. But not good enough."
Jade raised her gun. "Want to bet?"
Selene chuckled. "If you shoot me, you'll never know the truth."
Shade stepped forward. "What truth?"
Selene met his eyes.
Then she whispered two words.
"The Vultures."
Shade's blood ran cold.
The Crimson Vultures. The gang that had murdered his family.
The gang he had thought he had destroyed.
Selene's smile widened. "They're still out there, Shade. And they're waiting for you."
Before he could react, a smoke grenade detonated.
By the time the air cleared—
Selene was gone.
Jade cursed. "Goddamn it!"
Shade clenched his fists.
The Crimson Vultures.
The real enemy had just revealed itself.
And this war was far from over.