Chapter 30 The Last Move

The golden hues of the setting sun filtered through the towering trees surrounding the battered cabin, casting long shadows across the ground. Sophia’s breathing was shallow as she pressed her back against the wall inside the cabin. Her hand clutched the cool metal of her gun, and every nerve in her body screamed for her to stay alert. Adrian was crouched near the window, peering out through the cracked glass. His face was a mask of focus, his gun resting on his thigh as he scanned the treeline. The tension in the air was palpable—Vincent was coming, and this time, there was no escape.