Chapter Fifty-Four
Erik and Jia walked through the smoking hole, covering each other and then the opposite directions, ready to fire. They’d expected heavy resistance but found an empty hallway with open doorways lining it. The only sound was their footsteps echoing down the empty space. They slowed to a stop and listened.
Nothing.
“They were guarding this building for a reason,” Jia whispered.
Erik nodded slowly. “Not disagreeing. Keep your guard up.”
Jia edged up to the first doorway and nodded to Erik. She readied her rifle and rushed in, sweeping the room for targets, but no gangsters or captured agents awaited her. Two long tables and their accompanying chairs were inside. Plates with half-eaten meals lay on one of the tables. A pungent scent wafted from bowls of thick orange sou
