Chapter 16: Evelyn's Miscalculation

The morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains of the penthouse suite, casting long, golden shadows across the floor. The storm had broken, leaving the city washed clean, but inside the gilded prison, the air was still thick with the suffocating weight of th

Chapter 17: Hunting the Ghosts

The sound of a heavy fist colliding with bone echoed through the damp, subterranean walls of the warehouse. The sickening crunch was immediately followed by a wet, sputtering cough.

Silas Thorne stood in the center of the concrete floor, his chest heaving, the sleev

Chapter 18: Tender Mercies

The silence in the penthouse suite was profound, a sharp contrast to the violent thunderstorm that had raged hours before. The rain had stopped, leaving the city skyline glittering beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Clara Vance sat on the edge of the massive, silk-she