Samantha's POV
Time appeared to slow down the minute the man entered the gateway. His shadow blocked our sole exit, the flashing red lights bathing him in an eerie glow. My breath seized in my throat as I identified the man before us—one of Royce's most reliable enforcers—someone I had sought to avoid at all possible.
"Going somewhere?" His voice was icy, like a dagger piercing through the screaming alarms. He was tall, his wide physique covering the little area. His eyes were harsh, glinting with amusement as they landed on Alex, Lila, and at last on me.
Though I could feel my pulse beating and panic biting at my insides, I tightened my hold on the revolver in my hand automatically. We had the data, but right now we were corned—trapped. Alex moved forward, his body stiffened ready for
