Sylvester POV

The basement of the packhouse had served many purposes over the years.

It has been used for storage. Emergency shelter during attacks. And occasionally, when necessary, something else entirely. The stone walls were thick, the corridor narrow, and sound had a funny way of disappearing down here. It was perfect for conversations that require absolute privacy.

Emily was exactly where Marcus had left her- with her wrists bound, mouth gagged, and fear finally replacing that ...