The warehouse was silent when Bonez and Granger arrived. The heavy metal doors groaned as they pushed them open, the faint screech echoing inside the dim, hollow space. Dust hung in the air, swirling with every step they took.
Shin was already there, standing near the center of the room, speaking in a low voice to the man everyone feared—the boss.
Bonez’s throat felt dry. His hands trembled slightly as he clutched the folded wanted poster inside his jacket. His face was pale, but he kept his expression blank. He knew better than to show weakness in front of the boss.
“They’re here, boss,” Shin said, his voice wavering just a little as his eyes flicked toward them.
The boss turned.
Bonez froze. His heart skipped a beat as he watched the figure shift in the shadows and step into the fai
