Chapter 94

Jayden's POV.

I saw him start walking toward me, and that was the last thread of hope snapping clean.

It wasn't the hurried gait of someone concerned, but the slow, inevitable approach of a predator.

I couldn't run; my legs were weak, my vision was blurring, and the agony in my broken right arm made even breathing a conscious effort. I tried to sink further into the deep, unforgiving shadows of the derelict warehouse, willing the rusted metal to swallow me whole.

The man ...