Chapter 37 Sanctuary Of Fire

• Nathan POV
• The heavy iron door of the apartment building slammed shut behind us, cutting off the rhythmic, thunderous roar of the freezing rain outside.
• I stood on the first concrete step of the dim stairwell, my chest heaving as I gasped for air, my navy suit jacket completely soaked through and sticking to my shoulders. My leather shoes were dripping water onto the old plaster floor, but my fingers were still locked with white-knuckled intensity through Ryan’s large, calloused hand.