I surveyed the room, my gaze darting between Alan and Nadia, but they both averted their eyes, deliberately ignoring me. The weight of the silence pressed down on me like a heavy fog, stealing the breath from my lungs. All eyes were on me, yet not a single soul dared to respond.
“Where the f**k is he?” I demanded, my voice sharp and cutting through the stillness like a knife.
“They were ordered to take him away this morning. Before the meeting,” Elijah replied, his expression serious and shadowed.
“Where?” I pressed, desperation creeping into my tone.
“They took him to the abandoned mineshaft,” Elijah said, his voice low, as if the mere mention of that place conjured dark, sinister thoughts.
I pivoted back to Nadia, who wore a chilling smile as she locked eyes with Alan, a smile that
