Chapter 245

• Third person pov
• (Before Claire's abduction)
• The night air was heavy with silence when Shadow slipped into the abandoned warehouse, his coat brushing against the cold steel walls as his boots clicked against the floor. He carried the scent of gasoline and smoke, the residue of his many nocturnal dealings. His eyes burned in the dim light as he moved toward the inner room, where Vanessa sat lounging against a wooden chair, sipping wine with an impatient air.