Zack's POV
I approached the dingy rundown house, that was once Christopher’s home, I looked at the tree that I used to climb as a kid, the shed I used to hide in when we played hide and seek, that was a long time ago, and the house showed it
The roof was caving in, half the windows were broken, covered in newspapers, it looked more and more like a crack house the closer I got to it. The paint had peeled off.
All the lights faced outward, I knew it was intentional, they wanted to see everything that happened outside the gate, but didn’t want anyone to see what was happening inside
“Stop right there”, one of the guards stopped me as I approached the gate
“What is your business here?”
“I have an appointment with your boss”
“And your name?”
“Zack Knight”
He took out his walky-talky, “
