In a crumbling warehouse on the outskirts of town, Rafael, Mosby, and Black Viper stood grinning as if they had already won. Tied up tightly in front of them, Aspen was bound hand and foot, unable to move an inch.

Black Viper sneered. "She's got some fight in her. Almost landed a hit on me when we caught her."

As he spoke, he hooked a finger under Aspen's chin and lifted her face in a vulgar gesture.

Aspen tried to turn her head away, but his grip tightened, making her jaw turn red from the pressure.

"Let her go," Mosby said with a frown.

Black Viper scoffed. "What's the matter, Mosby? Feeling soft for her now?"

Mosby shook his head. "It's not about pity. I just don't want you pushing Andrew too far. Our goal is to get the map fragments. Once we have them, we let her go."

Black Viper's eyes burned with hatred. "Let her go? You really are naive, Mosby. My beloved junior, White Viper, died because of that bastard Andrew. When Mr. Driscoll gets what he wants, you two can lea