The silence that followed was suffocating.
Three pairs of eyes locked onto the darkness where the faint crunch of debris had echoed. Though the dim warehouse lighting obscured the space, the tension in the air was thick with suspicion. For a moment, no one moved, the eerie stillness amplifying the weight of the situation. Then—
A slow, deliberate chuckle cut through the silence.
"Looks like we have a rat," one of the men sneered, his tone laced with amusement, yet underlined with something far darker. His heavy boots thudded against the concrete as he took a measured step forward, his gaze sweeping through the shadows with the precision of a predator scenting its prey. The man in the chair remained silent, while the other enforcer shifted slightly, resting a hand against his concealed weapon.
Yuxi's pulse hammered against her ribs.