Chapter 22 The Shadows Within

The tension in Blackwood Manor hung like a shroud, the silence amplifying every creak of the old wood and distant rustle of the wind. Sophia clung to Adrian’s arm as they crept down the dimly lit corridor, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and anticipation. Adrian’s focus was razor-sharp, his gun drawn and held at his side, ready for anything. The crash they had heard echoed through the expansive estate, originating somewhere in the west wing. His voice was low and firm as he whispered to her, “Stay close and don’t make a sound.”