MATTEO’s POV
I walked slowly behind Alonzo. My body was still weak from the drug Carter injected me. My eyes were a little blurry, but I had to push on. Alonzo turned to me smiling
“I’ll help if you help me out”. Alonzo said
I looked at him, tottering a little.
“With?"
"Help me take someone out of here safely and I’ll help you find the son of a bitch”. He said.
“My wife doesn’t have much time”. I replied but I needed his help so I decided to go with it.
As we descended into the basement, the air grew thick with the stench of mold and decay. The walls, once white, now peeled and cracked, revealing the dampness that seeped into every corner. The floor creaked beneath our feet, echoing off the walls. The only light came from a faint bulb, casting eerie shadows on the walls.