Isabel POV
The door flew open. The sharp crack of gunfire filled the air almost immediately.
"Stay down!" he barked, his voice cutting through the noise.
I bent low, my hands trembling as I held the knife Miguel had given me.
Miguel POV
The ambush was worse than I'd anticipated. Gideon's men were already inside, their positions fortified. They weren't here to scare us—they were here to finish the job.
I fired again, the shot hitting one of the men in the shoulder. He dropped his weapon with a grunt, collapsing behind a desk.
"Marissa, status!" I shouted over the din.
"I'm pinned, but I'm fine!"
I swore under my breath, scanning the room for Isabel. She was exactly where I'd left her, crouched behind the cabinet, her wide eyes watching everything.
"Hold on!" I called to her.
Isabel POV
The air was thick with smoke and adrenaline, every second dragging on like an eternity. Miguel and Marissa moved.