Shin arrived at the warehouse alone. The night was silent, the air heavy with the smell of rust and dust. Bonez and Granger had already left earlier, deciding it was safer to wait for the master’s call rather than linger here. They wanted no part of the punishment that might fall on them.
Pushing open the metal doors, Shin stepped inside. His boots echoed faintly against the concrete floor. He made his way to the table near the center and sat down, letting out a long sigh.
Taking out his phone, he noticed the screen. Reinhart’s number had flashed again and again, dozens of missed calls, each one ignored. Shin’s jaw tightened, but he forced himself not to think about it. Now was not the time for weakness.
Instead, he scrolled to another name. With a steady hand, he pressed Alistair’s num
