“Yeah.” Rhys stretched, his neck popping. “Think I’m getting too old for this shit.”
 
 But he was grinning. Some part of him was enjoying this.
 
 The truth was, they were made for this work. It was what they were good at.
 
 So is your wife.
 
 Vander ignored that little voice. He grabbed the chain off the floor and tested its weight.
 
 It would do for a weapon.
 
 He headed for the door, Rhys right behind him. He grabbed the handle.
 
 It was unlocked, and his lips curled.Excellent.
 
 He eased the door open.
 
 He took in the long empty hall. There was no furniture, no windows, and no guards.
 
 “We’re in a basement, by the looks of it.” He slipped out.
 
 “A big one, too,” Rhys murmured, staring down the long hall and several other corridors leading off it.
 
 “Justin said Navarro had a big villa outside of town.”
 
 Rhys raised a brow. “So he can do his dirty work with no witnesses.”
 
 Together, they headed down the hall. They needed to find a way out. He saw several more cells, which were thankfully empty.
 
 “Damn, the place is huge,” Rhys said as they turned a corner. “Maybe mafia kingpins compare dungeons. Whoever has the biggest dungeon is the baddest of all.”
 
 The hall ended, and Vander clocked two more corridors branching off.
 
 He also saw two guards exiting an adjacent doorway.
 
 “Hell,” Rhys muttered.
 
 The men spotted Vander and Rhys, went rigid, then charged.
 
 Vander watched them come. He wanted a fight. He was pissed, and he had a lot of emotions churning inside him.
 
 He swung the chain. It wrapped around the lead man’s arm and the guy bellowed.
 
 Vander yanked. The man stumbled forward, and Vander attacked. He landed a flurry of hard, unforgiving punches and kicks.
 
 Yep, it felt good.
 
 Rhys launched himself at the second guard. Vander heard the sound of thuds and grunts.
 
 He jerked his guy forward and rammed his knee into the man’s face. With a gurgling sound, the guy collapsed.
 
 Rhys kicked his attacker. The man hit the wall, then slid down and landed on his ass. He didn’t move, his chin on his chest.
 
 “Maybe this escape won’t be too hard after all.” Rhys grinned and flexed his hands.
 
 Suddenly, shouts echoed off the stone walls.
 
 Vander jerked his head up and saw a group of guards at the end of the hall.