Chapter 17
The deserted production unit became eerily silent as James and his group took up their positions, the most effective sound was the faint echo in their footsteps towards the concrete floor. Tension hung thick within the air, a palpable pressure that seemed to crackle with the promise of impending violence.
James crouched behind a stack of crates, his grip tight on his weapon as he peered out on the open expanse of the primary ground. Somewhere inside this maze of shadows and metallic, Lily modified into being held captive – a notion that despatched waves of fury crashing through him.
A mild movement to his left drew his attention, and he saw Louis sliding into function beside him, his expression grim.
"Marco's institution is in position," Louis murmured, his voice slightly ab
