Chapter 118 Confronting The Bitch

• Without wasting any time, we plunged deeper into the woods, retracing our steps back to the cabin where Evan had been brutally murdered.
• It was a place I had hoped never to visit again, the memory of Evan’s death still fresh and raw in my mind. But there we were, drawn by the grim necessity of our mission.
• As we approached, the cabin appeared abandoned, the silence thick and suffocating. But something felt off. A dim light flickered inside, casting dark shadows. We exchanged a cautious glance, the unspoken understanding that danger lurked within. Hunter, ever prepared, volunteered to go in first, and we remained outside, using him as bait.