Chapter 149

• As Nathan pushed the door further open, the dim light from outside spilled into the warehouse, revealing a vast expanse of rusted machinery and stacked crates. The air was thick with neglect and a sense of foreboding clung to the shadows. Damien stood at the threshold, adrenaline coursing through him like a live wire. Every instinct screamed at him to rush in, but he held back, keeping Nathan’s cautious approach in mind.
• “Stay close,” Nathan said, his voice low but firm. Damien responded with a silent nod, feeling the weight of his heart beating against his ribcage as they moved deeper into the belly of the beast. Each step felt monumental. He was acutely aware of the silence enveloping them, only broken by the distant drip of water, echoing like a metronome ticking away precious moments.
• They pressed on, moving cautiously from one shadow to another. Damien’s senses were heightened, scanning for any hint of danger. Deep down, he envisioned Charlotte and Leo bound and scared, held hostage in this fortress of despair. He clenched his fists, a mix of determination and fear propelling him forward.