Dante!"
Camille's scream ripped through the hallway as she was dragged backward, her heels scraping violently against the floor.
Her fingers clawed at the hand gripping her arm, panic flooding her veins. "Let go of me!"
The man didn't respond. His hold tightened.
Behind her
Chaos.
Shouting. Movement. Impact.
Dante.
She twisted her body hard, fighting against the pull, desperate to see him
And she did.
For a split second.
He was still standing.
Still fighting.
Three men on him at once and he didn't yield. His movements were sharp, brutal, controlled even through the chaos. He broke through one, turned on another
Then their eyes met.
Everything stopped.
Just for a heartbeat.
Camille reached for him. "Dante!"
Someone yanked her harder.
The connection snapped.
A door slammed between them.
Inside the Vehicle
The world shifted too fast.
Cold night air hit her face as she was shoved forward into the back of a black SUV.
"Move," a voice ordered.
