AUTHOR’S POV:

IN AN UNKNOWN BUILDING.

The man moved like a shadow, his shoulders tense as he slid along the damp wall. Each step was measured, careful, as though even the floorboards might betray him. He reached a door and paused, glancing over his shoulder more than once before pushing it open with slow precision.

“Who is there?”

A woman stepped out of the dim corner, her black hair spilling down her shoulders, her pale skin almost glowing where a sliver of sunlight touched ...