

Maya Cardenas has her father’s reputation but none of his power—until her crew of misfits, including a paranoid hacker and a debt-ridden street racer, accidentally steals from the most dangerous crime syndicate in the city. Instead of running, Maya decides to take over, climbing the underworld one heist at a time. But as secrets about her father’s disappearance surface, a relentless detective closes in, and the one person she shouldn’t trust starts becoming impossible to ignore, Maya must decide whether she’s building an empire or walking into the same trap that destroyed him.
Maya pries the safe door open in the back room of a dingy accountant’s office, the crew silent behind her except for the soft, uneven sounds of breathing. She expects cash, maybe documents, maybe some
Maya’s boots hit the third-floor landing just as a door slams somewhere below, the sound cracking through the stairwell like a gunshot. Jax freezes mid-step, one hand braced against the railing, his e
Maya’s thumb is still pressed to the serpent crest when the man below speaks again—not a threat, but her father’s name, said like he expects an answer. Jax’s hand goes to his belt. Riley goes perfectl
Maya steps through the garage bay door, the smell of grease and gasoline thick in the air, and finds Dante wiping his hands on a rag like he's been expecting her. Riley hangs back near the tool bench,
Maya steps through the safehouse door and stops before the lock clicks shut—the chair by the window is turned toward the door instead of the street, and the drawer where she keeps the burner phones si