CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR – HERE COMES THE FAMILY

Taking advantage of Collins' surprise, Jasmine kneed him hard in the stomach and scrambled away. She looked up to see Marco Cesaro, flanked by his brothers and a group of armed men, striding into the hangar. Collins staggered to his feet, rage contorting his features. "This doesn't concern you! Leave now, or I'll have you all arrested for interfering with a police operation!" Marco's laugh was cold and humorless. "I don't think so, Detective. You see, Jasmine is family now. And nobody messes with our family." Collins sneered, "Your 'family'? Don't make me laugh. You're nothing but criminals playing at being nobility." "Says the corrupt cop," Carlos, Marco's younger brother, shot back. Collins' men had regrouped, forming a defensive line. The two groups faced off, weapons raised, creating a tense standoff. Jasmine edged towards Marco, her eyes never leaving Collins. "How did you find me?" Marco's gaze softened as he looked at her. "We never stopped looking. When we heard chatter