Chapter 72

RONAN

The door creaked open, and everything inside me went quiet.

Not silent—quiet—like the seconds before a bomb explodes.

I moved in, gun drawn, every step razor-sharp and calculated. Dario’s men fanned out behind me, weapons ready, waiting for the signal.

My eyes scanned the room. And there she was.

Nadine. My world narrowed to her.

She was slumped, trembling. Her eyes were dazed, barely open.