Chapter Hundred and Six
"Don't do anything stupid," Asli muttered, her hand gripping the door handle as Markus killed the engine. They both stared at the warehouse ahead. It was a dull and quiet structure under the broken light poles.
Markus tilted his head and grinned. "You wound me. Do I look like the type to do anything stupid?"
She raised an unimpressed brow. "Yes. Yes, you do."
He laughed softly. Asli scanned the surroundings, noting the men loitering near the building. "There are eight of them. No guns," she said firmly.
He blinked. "Wait, you mean us or them?"
"You, Markus. You. I mean you. No guns. A single bullet might set off a bomb or worse. It will warn whoever's inside. We go in quietly."
He sighed, already getting out. "Define quiet," he muttered under his breath. "We just pulled up in front of their gates."
