Chapter 3

Despair crashed over me like icy seawater, dragging me under.

Just as one of the figures in black rounded the concrete block, his gun barrel aimed straight at my forehead, a figure shot down from the top of a towering cooling tower nearby, moving so fast it was almost impossible to see.

It was a petite figure, dressed in a deep gray hoodie that seemed to melt into the shadows.

She landed without a sound, barely disturbing the dust. In the next instant, a glint of cold steel flashed.

The black-clad man advancing on me stiffened, a choked gurgle escaping…