Chapter 85
Author’s POV
Smoke filled the air, thick and blinding, everything turned blurry. The gunmen scurried in different directions as chaos exploded in all corners, disappearing into the fog. Lorenzo stepped into the haze, pushing through it with sharp eyes, trying to get hold of Ryder. Minutes crawled by before the smoke started to fade, slowly, like it was peeling itself away.
“Where is he?” Lorenzo muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning the space.
He turned sharply toward Thorne, whose hand was still pressed against his ear. Lorenzo stormed toward him, his glare sharp and unforgiving.
“Do you know you let the guy escape? I was right in the middle of pulling off his mask!” Lorenzo growled in his face.
Thorne finally moved his hand from his ear and looked him straight in
