Chapter 520

"What did you just say?" Evander Sinclair blinked, thinking his ears were playing tricks on him. For all his years in the service, he’d never met a hostage who talked like that to the team sent to rescue him. The young man’s tone was icy, his phoenix eyes carrying a shade of something dark and unnerving. "I don’t plan on repeating myself." "Excuse me?" Evander raised an eyebrow, tipping the barrel of his gun right against the guy’s skull. "Who do you think you are, some crime boss straight outta a movie?" Before he could finish, a sudden flash of silver streaked past his face. Sharp and deadly. A custom blade nearly grazed him, its path marked by a cold gust of air. In that instant, Ava Quarles was already moving. With a swift kick and zero hesitation, she sent the knife flying, spinning through the air before it clattered to the ground. One beat later, she’d pinned the young man’s arm in a brutal hold. Crunch. The pop of a joint dislocating cut through the moment, followed by a low, m