Chapter One hundred Twenty Six
The warehouse hummed with tension. Their anxious faces filled the huge area along with metal crates, tactical gear.
Asli stood in the center, her black jacket open to reveal a concealed holster. The soft glow of emergency lights outlined her figure.
Eren, who was acting so hard to be Cole’s replacement, paced at the back of the room. He then stopped and fixed his gaze on her.
"Boss... Do you really want us to go through with this?" He paused, then continued quietly, "Cole is not with us. He was important to this mission. He trained himself harder than us..." He paused.
Eren’s words hung heavy in the air. For a moment, Asli’s eyes flashed with lethal intensity, and everyone froze.
Half the number expected her to raise her weapon and kill him, the remaining half thought she would shoot any of his body parts, and still insist he followed them.
Instead, she exhaled slowly, her threatened look dissolving.
"Then pick his role," she said, her voice low. "You know what? Who among you can replicate what he taught you or what he trained himself? Step forward."
Eren’s shoulders dropped as murmurs passed through the group. A dozen men glanced at each other. One stepped forward squarely.
"Boss," Asli nodded, listening to what he was going to say. "That’s Cole’s position."
She almost nodded her head in agreement. She also missed Cole standing by their sides. However, he wasn’t. And tonight would determine whether he was coming home with them or not.
These were the men she trained. She was somewhat proud of them. She gave them the opportunity to replace Cole and none of them took it.
"Gear up," she said, voice cool. "We leave in five minutes. Remember your positions."
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Engines roared as blacked-out SUVs and armored vans exited the warehouse compound. A squad of forty-three operatives bristled with weaponry; rifles, pistols, grenades.
As they barreled toward Ahmet’s Villa, Asli sat in the front passenger seat of the lead vehicle, her hands planted on her thighs, eyes narrowed and calculating.
She thought of all the scenarios she would kill Markus and Ahmet. She needed to silence them before they talked about her involvement with one of them. She needed to take them out before they hatched whatever plan they had in mind.
She needed to avenge her real family’s death.
Eren drove; the rest followed in tense formation.
Suddenly, they could see the Villa’s gates ahead. Surveillance lights cut beams across the driveway like spotlight blades.
Asli had been here before. If they always stuck to it, she knew the number of guards at the gates. She knew how long it would take for back up to get to the gates.
The guards spotted them. And immediately, their eyes widened. Panic sliced their features. They grabbed radios but hesitated.
This could only mean three things: One; a delivery, Two; a meeting, Three; an attack.
And it seemed they were trying to figure out which of the three they were.
Before they could react, Asli’s convoy slammed into the gates, shattering bulletproof glass and bending wrought iron.
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