Chapter Eighty-Two: The Investigation

Williams, the tall and imposing figure, gave Tewkesbury two pats on the shoulders, his hand lingering briefly before he strode away with a distinct limp, ahead of them but for some reason, be bad a quick speed despite that and he disappeared completely after a few minutes.

As they ascended the staircase, each step seemed to bring them closer to a sense of anticipation. Velma and Tyla's heart beating against their chest while they struggled not to show gbeje fear.

Finally, they reached the top, greeted by a spacious expanse adorned with four grand doors, each standing opposite the other. Tewkesbury led them towards a room that exuded an air of secrecy, its dim lighting casting a veil of shadows that danced mysteriously on the walls. Heavy burgundy curtains, drawn shut, blocked out the intrusion of sunlight, adding to the clandestine atmosphere.