Chapter 134

• Brayden stood beneath the dim glow of a flickering street lamp, his sharp gaze locked on the stack of files Inez had just handed over.
• He flipped through them with precision, absorbing every detail while his instincts kept him alert to his surroundings.
• The air was thick with the distant scent of burning rubber from an industrial site nearby, mixed with the faint metallic tang of blood—a scent he had grown used to over the years.