Chapter 49 No Way Out

• The stench of blood hit Madeline before she even saw the body.
• It wasn’t just the sharp, metallic scent that clung to the air—it was the weight of it, thick and suffocating, like a promise. A warning.
• She stopped at the warehouse entrance, her breath steady but her pulse hammering against her ribs. The dim glow of flickering overhead lights cast long shadows over the concrete floor, illuminating the gruesome display in front of her.