Chapter 170

The first explosion rocked the cabin, sending dust raining from the tunnel ceiling. Alexander and Stefan pressed forward, fighting against the urge to retreat. Behind them, the passage began to collapse.

"Move!" Alexander shouted as they burst through the exit into the stormy night.

Rain hit their faces like tiny needles. The boathouse stood twenty yards ahead, its weathered blue paint visible in the lightning flashes. Two armed men guarded the entrance, their attention fixed on the main cabin as it began to burn.

Alexander signaled to his team, spreading them into position around the clearing. Stefan crouched behind a fallen tree, his heart hammering against his ribs. From inside the boathouse came the sound of raised voices.

"The boat won't start!" a man yelled.

"Fix it!" Rose's voice, sharp with panic. "We need to leave now!"

Alexander caught Stefan's eye, mouthing the words: _Three. Two. One._

The team surged forward. The guards spun, raising their weapons, but Alexander's men fired first, non-lethal rounds that dropped both men to the wet ground.

"Breach!" Alexander ordered.

The boathouse door splintered inward. Inside, the scene unfolded in chaotic snapshots:

Rose standing on a small dock.

A speedboat bobbing in the water.

Three more guards, weapons ready.

And Camille, her wrists bound, her face bruised, but her eyes fierce with defiance.

"Down!" Alexander shouted as gunfire erupted.

Stefan dove behind a stack of old barrels, the smell of long-ago fish bait stinging his nostrils. Alexander and his team returned fire, the space filling with the deafening crack of weapons and shouts of pain.

Through the chaos, Stefan saw Rose dragging Camille toward the boat. Camille fought back, making herself as difficult to move as possible, but she was weakened from captivity.

Without thinking, Stefan launched himself from behind the barrels.

He stayed low, using the firefight as cover. Neither Alexander nor Rose noticed him skirting the edge of the dock, moving closer to where Rose struggled with Camille.

"Stop fighting me!" Rose hissed, yanking Camille's arm. "This is your fault! It's always your fault!"

Camille twisted, trying to break free. "It's over, Rose. It's been over for a long time."

Rose's face contorted with rage. She raised her hand to strike Camille just as Stefan reached them.

go!" Stefan grabbed Rose's

before hardening into hate. "You!" She kicked

on

gunfire slowed, then stopped. Alexander's team had subdued Rose's men. Only the storm's

glanced around wildly, seeing her escape route vanishing before her eyes. She

snarled, pointing it at Stefan, then swinging it toward Camille. "I'll kill her!

"Rose...." Stefan began.

climbing higher. "I should have killed her properly the first time. I should have

dock, weapon raised. "Put it

is." She pressed the gun harder against Camille's temple. "Drop your weapons, or I paint this dock with

one moved. Rain poured down, soaking them all. In the distance, the main cabin blazed despite the downpour, flames reaching high into the stormy

lowered

smirked. "Now back up. All

took one step backward, never taking his eyes off Rose. His face showed nothing, but Stefan recognized

Stefan," Rose ordered. "Move away

his ground. "Let Camille go

back? So you can play happy families again?" She shook her head. "I deserved everything she

Camille said quietly. "You always had a place. A home. A family that loved you

"They needed me to be perfect! To be everything you couldn't be!" Her grip on the gun trembled slightly. "Why can't you

side, using

Rose," Stefan said, keeping her attention. "I know what it's like to

"You don't understand

a careful step forward. "I spent

I wasn't. The perfect husband. The perfect businessman. I know what it's

hand wavered

security guard Rose thought was unconscious stirred, reaching for his fallen

Everything happened at once.

The guard fired wildly.

Alexander lunged forward.

spun toward the

pushing

she had

breath and sent him crashing to his knees. He heard shouting,

haze of pain, he

Rose. They struggled at the edge of the dock, Rose scratching and biting like a cornered animal. The gun flew from her hand, skittering across the wet

screamed, slamming her fist into

flinched. He locked his arms around Rose, pinning her own to her sides. "It's over," he said, his voice cold

that Alexander nearly lost his grip. Then, with a cry of pure rage, she twisted violently, breaking free. She

teetered at the edge of the dock, her eyes wide with surprise. Then she fell, hitting the water with a splash

was faster. Two men jumped into the churning lake

on his face, gentle but urgent. Camille knelt before him,

seemed to

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