Chapter 114: Buried In Twilight

The rain was relentless, turning the shattered ground beneath Emily's boots into slick mud as she and her team sprinted deeper into the ruins. 

Every step felt heavier now — not just from exhaustion, but from the weight of knowing Victor Hale could track their every move. 

The tracker buried somewhere inside her skin was a cold brand, a reminder that escape was, at best, temporary.

Lena ran beside her, breathing hard, her eyes darting between the collapsed buildings and the sky above. 

Drones had to be circling somewhere, though none were visible yet. 

Marcel lagged behind, struggling to keep up, his footfalls erratic. 

Jared kept him moving with the occasional shove, his patience running thinner with every step.

Rhys took point. His familiarity with the area was their only edge, though Emily had long since stopped trusting his motivations.

 Every shortcut, every hidden passage, felt like it could just as easily be a trap.