Inside the car, Damien Valerius watched everything happening near the shipping container on the riverbank from a distance. His expression was calm, but his eyes remained fixed on Aurora Sterling.
"Boss, Miss Sterling is confronting them head-on. Should our men make a move?" Sean Carter asked.
In Sean Carter's eyes, the opposition was armed—and there were two of them. Although Miss Sterling had managed to wrest a weapon from one man, she couldn't possibly defend against both of them opening fire at once.
However, Damien Valerius just shook his head slightly. "Not yet."
Damien Valerius had seen Aurora Sterling in a frenzy, he had seen her play the part of a sweet, innocent girl, and he had even seen the imperious way she could beat someone down.
But he had never seen her like this...
Even from this distance, too far to hear what was being said, he could still feel the harrowing chill erupting from her—an aura that only someone who had endured the torments of Hell could possess.
