HEIRS OF THE HIDDEN FLAME

LOSS OF ALL TARGETS

"What?" he barked, his voice laced with venom.

On the other end of the line, a voice crackled with static, the words coming in short bursts.

"Andrei," the voice said, the name sending a chill down Andrew's spine. "He's gone, boss. Killed a couple of our guys and escaped on a boat."

Andrew's blood ran cold at the news. Andrei, whom he wanted to use as leverage against Nathan, has escaped the city, while Nathan, on the other hand, has also escaped.

"Fool!" Andrew spat, his rage boiling over. "How could you let this happen?"

The voice on the other end faltered, the fear evident in every word.

"We're searching for him, boss," the voice said hastily. "He couldn't have gone far."

But Andrew knew better. Andrei was cunning and resourceful. He wouldn't be caught so easily.

With a snarl of frustration, Andrew slammed the phone down, the sound reverberating through the room.

"Find them," he commanded, his voice cold and hard as steel. "Search every inch of this city if you have to. I want Natha