Chapter 98 The Bitter Truth

• Hailey's POV
• The warehouse loomed before us, its rusted walls and flickering lights casting ominous shadows that made my stomach twist. Each step felt like walking deeper into a nightmare, but I couldn’t stop. Not when Max and Summer were somewhere in this cold, desolate place.
• I gripped the blade tucked into my belt tighter, my knuckles white with tension. The air was thick with the smell of oil and rust, the metallic tang seeping into my throat. Every sound echoed ominously, amplifying the silence that hung over us like a death sentence.