Gideon broke free.
"I'm going in."
Ignoring Matthew's protests, he rushed inside.
"Shit," Matthew cursed under his breath and followed.
Bodies lay scattered across the floor. Blood stained the ground. Gideon moved carefully, his senses alert.
Then he heard grunts, the sound of fists hitting flesh.
He rushed toward it and saw William surrounded by multiple men.
But he wasn't losing. He moved like a storm, dodging attacks, striking back with brutal precision.
A punch to the jaw. A kick to the ribs. A swift elbow that sent another man crashing to the ground.
Gideon didn't hesitate. He jumped into the fight. His fist connected with one man's face, sending him reeling.
Another lunged at him. Gideon blocked and slammed him to the ground.
Together, they fought side by side.
Within moments, every threat was eliminated.
They moved deeper inside. And then they saw Chloe, still tied to the chair. And behind her was Danica, a knife pressing tightly against Chloe's throat.
