Chapter 72

The stairs wound around a few times before ending at the second floor. A wide, brightly lit hallway stretched out before us, lined with multiple rooms. Through the large windows on either side of the corridor, I could see fitness rooms with foam flooring. We made our way to the only unoccupied room—or mostly unoccupied. A man I had never seen before stood in the center. He was around sixty, but in impeccable shape. His t-shirt barely concealed his muscular form. His short-cropped hair was grey with a hint of white.