The sensation of falling was a weightless horror.
For a moment, there was no sound.
No voices.
No screams.
No warning.
Only the terrifying feeling of the ground disappearing beneath us as the SUV slipped beyond the edge of the broken bridge and surrendered to gravity.
The headlights of Victoria’s mercenaries swept across the sky above us, cutting through the darkness like the eyes of predators searching for their prey. Their vehicles stood above the gorge, their shadows moving against the pouring rain, but none of them could reach us now.
We were falling.
Straight into the unknown.
In those few seconds, time became something impossible to understand. A single heartbeat felt like an entire lifetime. Every memory I had buried came rushing back—the night I was betrayed, the cold pris
