"Nothing?" I ask, glancing at Leo again.
"Yep. I've got Harmen on the cameras, I've got Kyle and Maze scouting the place, but there's nothing… are you sure your intel was valid? Because from what I'm seeing, you were sold a bunch of lies, man."
"He's there," Leo snaps, white-knuckling the steering wheel. "Trust me, he's there."
Percy sighs through the phone.
"Well, unless we've missed—"
His words cut off as loud gunshots ring through the air.
My eyes dart to the phone, as do Leo's, silence descending upon us as we hold our breaths, waiting for anything other than the sound of gunshots.
My heart pounds inside my chest, palms sweating in my lap, and my stomach twisting in knots.
"Percy?" I shout, desperate to hear my friend's voice.
Leo slams his foot down on the accelerator, jamming his hand into the steering wheel to honk the horn at people in our way. He swerves around them, racing towards the marina we're still five minutes away from.
"Percy!" I scream again, picking my phone up and holding it close to my ear, allowing the sound of bullets whizzing through the air to pierce through my skull.
The phone call cuts out, the beeping signalling the end of the call echoing through the car, and my heart drops into my stomach.
"Three minutes out," Leo says, taking one hand off the wheel to open the glove compartment in front of me, revealing two guns. "Take one, and hand me the other. Make sure they're both loaded first."
"I know what I'm doing," I spit, slowly moving through the motions, eyes darting to my phone every few seconds.
"Yes, you do, but you're distracted because you're worried. Dom, get your head in the game, man. Don't focus on Percy and the unknown," Leo says, skidding around a corner and racing down the road. "Lean into the back of the car, pull down the seat, and grab the smoke cannisters hidden in there."
"What?"
"Pull the seat down and grab the cannisters!" he shouts, shaking his head.
"Why are we gonna need smoke cannisters?" I ask, unbuckling my belt and leaning through the middle of our seats to reach into the back.
"We don't know what we're going into, Dom. We're going to need everything we have. You need to remember—Lenny is from the Garcia family. They play different fucking games over in America than we do here, trust me on that. We need to be prepared for anything. If everyone is dead, or injured, then it's us two against however many people he has with him, so get the fucking smoke cannisters so we can use them if we need to!"
Grabbing a few cannisters from the back, I push the seat back into place and sit back in my seat just as we round the last corner leading towards the entrance of the docks.
Leo stops the car, and we both jump out, guns in hand as we slowly make our way through the gated entrance.
The night is silent. Gunshots no longer ringing out.
There's no shouting, no movement, no painful cries or screams.
The silence is eerie.
Moving through the shadows of the tall buildings behind us, we make our way past an array of different boats, heading towards the end where I know Percy and all my men are meant to be.
Leo grabs my arm, pointing towards a figure lying on the floor ahead of us, and my heart stops for a moment as my eyes assess the parts of him I can see.
Thankfully, the motionless body isn't someone I know, and I breathe a sigh of relief as we make our way past it.
Blood and bullets are scattered across the floor beneath our feet, and my eyes dart around, searching the darkness.
As we grow closer to the end of the docks, I hear the low sound of a murmuring voice.
Leo and I stop moving, our backs against a boat, cloaking ourselves in shadows.
