Shadows Converge

A fine mist clung to the air, blurring the distant city lights into a hazy glow. Verdonia, in the dark, felt more oppressive than usual, its towering skyline an eerie silhouette against the bruised sky. Anastasia adjusted her leather jacket as the dampness seeped into her skin, her breath visible in the cool night. The street beneath their feet was cracked, each step echoing like a distant gunshot in the silence. She and Maximilian moved with purpose, their focus sharp despite the weariness creeping into their bones. Every decision they had made in recent weeks had led them here—to this forsaken corner of the city where Moretti’s web of corruption was at its most tangled.

But tonight, they weren't just hunters. They were predators closing in on their prey.