Jordan's car skidded to a stop outside Victor's compound, tires screeching against the pavement as he yanked the steering wheel to the right. The vehicle lurched violently, nearly clipping the stone pillars that marked the entrance.
"s**t," Jordan cursed, his knuckles white against the wheel. The engine ticked as it cooled, the smell of burnt rubber hanging in the air. "Roberto, you still with me?"
Roberto groaned from the backseat, his breathing shallow. Blood had soaked through the makeshift bandage Jordan had wrapped around his torso, staining the leather seats beneath him a dark crimson.
"We're here," Jordan said, throwing open his door and rushing to the back. "Don't die yet. Victor has questions."
The compound's floodlights washed the driveway in harsh white light, casting long s
