Chapter 31 Moonlight And Muzzles

• Isabel stepped fully into the ruined church, her heels clicking against the cracked tile. Behind her, four armed figures emerged from the shadows, their rifles angled low but ready. Moonlight from the shattered stained-glass window cast jagged shards of color across the floor, slicing through the darkness in fractured beams.
• Valentina kept her pistol raised, moving to the end of the pew for better cover. “Where’s Rafael?”
• Isabel’s smirk deepened. “Alive. For now. Whether that changes tonight depends on you.”