As we stepped inside the small house, the atmosphere instantly shifted from playful lust to something heavier, more dangerous. The cozy exterior hid what was really going on inside.
We knocked softly. The door opened almost immediately.
Grace stood there, eyes widening slightly as she saw her boss, me, and Angela behind us. "Boss…"
Diana walked in confidently, heels clicking on the wooden floor. "Did you find Linda and Selena?"
Grace nodded quickly, closing the door behind us and locking it. "Yeah, boss… they're inside the room."
I glanced down the short hallway. Through the open doorway, I could see four armed women standing guard — all of them holding guns casually but ready. Grace herself had a pistol tucked in her waistband. The tension in the air was thick.
Grace lowered her voice, glancing at Diana. "Boss… I still think we should retreat from America. Things are getting too hot here."
