POV: Damien
Marrow stopped walking before we ran out of ground.
He planted his feet and refused to take another step toward the low, rusted warehouse. He looked like a man staring at his own grave. I knew that look, it was the kind of fear that came from a memory.
“I’m not going inside,” he said, his voice flat. “Anywhere but inside.”
I didn't argue. I knew Silas used places like this to break people. I started to move toward the door alone, but then I stopped. My skin prickled. There was a shadow moving near the side of the building. Someone was already here.
I drew my weapon, my heart turning to ice. If Silas had men here, I’d burn this whole block down to get out. I rounded the corner, ready to fire… and then I froze.
It was Sera.
She was standing in the shadows, her phone in her
