Chapter 95

Alejandro's POV I was the first to hear the news. The city was on fire. There was an attack on Camila's safehouse. Santiago's cartel was rapidly approaching. My heart pounded with urgency. After grabbing my equipment and putting on my jacket, I took off running. Smoke curled like snakes into the black sky, and the streets were in a state of chaos. Why was the situation the way it had to be? I vowed to protect her after everything I had experienced. Everything was falling apart now. I bit back the panic and tightened my hold on the steering wheel. They believe they can shatter her. They believe it's too late. I am unknown to them. Another text message buzzed on my phone. Now we need you. I couldn't get the image of Camila's eyes out of my head. I remembered the struggle she had suppressed when the cartel's men last cornered her. My ribs hurt, but I ignored it. It didn't matter that the bullet wound took a long time to heal. I needed to reach her. A scream shattered the night. In the dis