Chapter 94- Rome, Sicily and Florence get a visit

The warehouse loomed ahead like a beast in the dark, silent and waiting. Zack pulled the car to a stop, his fingers flexing over the steering wheel before he exhaled sharply and stepped out. His boots crunched against the gravel, a sound swallowed by the weight of what lay ahead. Zain exited from the passenger seat, rolling his shoulders as he surveyed the building with a grim expression. Francesco followed the suit.

Inside, the air was thick with the scent of sweat, fear, and the metallic tang of blood. Flickering overhead lights cast uneven shadows against the rusted walls, the dim glow barely illuminating the two men hanging upside down from thick steel chains. Their bodies were wrecked, blood dripping onto the concrete floor, staining it in dark crimson pools.

Zack observed Ace leaning casually against a crate, flipping his knife between his fingers, his grin sharp, evil, psychotic and lethal.