“But if he did, he hired the wrong guys.”
Wolf crosses his arms.
“Why?”
“Because professionals don’t walk into a building blind,” Havoc says.
“They’d have recon. Layout. Cameras mapped.”
He gestures toward the stairwell.
“These guys walked straight into Saint’s hallway like they’d never seen the place.”
The room goes quiet.
Because we all know what that means.
Someone rushed this.
Or someone didn’t care if the job was clean.
“Run the prints,” I say.
Trigger nods and starts typing again.
“Already started.”
“Run the weapon.”
“On it.”
“And follow the money,” I add.
That’s the one that matters.
Because killers are loyal to one thing.
Payment.
“I want to know exactly who paid for this.”
Trigger glances up.
“And if it comes back Rossi?”
My jaw tightens.
“Then I go through Marco.”
Wolf studies me.
“To make sure Laney’s safe?”
“Yes.”
Trigger watches me carefully.
“And if it isn’t Rossi?”
