Chapter 64 Knocking On Death's Door

They maneuvered through the packhouse both swiftly and silently. The horrors of mangled bodies throughout the packhouse were now burned into their minds. ‘Get on my back and keep your senses sharp. The slightest thing you notice, you tell me. Hold on tight and don’t let go. I will protect you; I promise.’ He demanded Anna, his aura imbued in his every word. Quickly, she got onto his back, and they continued up several flights of stairs to get to where they believed Denice and the others to be.