Marcus POV

Something was wrong.

I felt it the moment we walked out from the tunnel into the old market district. A crawling sensation between my shoulder blades. The kind of instinct that had kept me alive through countless battles.

This was too easy.

The passage had been exactly where Keisha said it would be. It was clear and ungraded with no traps.

We’d traveled nearly a mile underground without encountering a single obstacle. And now we stood in an abandoned district with empty ...