Chapter 182

• Brayden’s voice was firm as he turned to the man standing close by, his hand gripping the gun with a readiness that matched the urgency of the situation.
• “Cover me. Make sure the room stays secure. No one moves until I’m back.” The man nodded without hesitation, his posture rigid, eyes scanning the darkened room for any potential threats.
• Brayden wasted no time. He bolted for the backdoor, his footsteps pounding against the floor as he slipped into the night.