Becky’s POV
Paul and I traveled across the city, the tension between us evident in the maze of lights and shadows. Following our warehouse close call, I became even more resolved to get the truth about Lucas and Lydia. Every instant appeared to elongate, rife with risk and uncertainty.
We stopped before a drab structure more like an abandoned warehouse than a location of any importance. Based on the advice Tom gave us, Lucas Trent was allegedly hiding out there. We were all set for something.
Paul turned to look at me, his face tight but determined. "Prepared?"
I nodded while my heart pounded. "Let us accomplish this."
We walked carefully into the structure, our feet resonating in the void. The inside was darkly lit and crammed with vintage machinery and containers. I shivered a littl
