Chapter Eighteen
Signs of life.
As I cautiously approached the main building, two things became clear. One, there were more armed guards and two, the warehouse was definitely not empty.
After dodging the patrols of two more men ambling across the snowy concrete, I reached a small side door for the main structure. Inside, a dim glow bloomed through washed-out windows and the sound of something mechanical, a machine or some kind of motor working.
I was just about to reach for the certainly locked handle and plan how I was supposed to get into a heavily guarded fortress when the side door opened, and yellow light spilled out across the snow. I gasped, sucked in a breath and stepped behind the door as it opened.
A figure stepped through. Another surly-looking man in jeans and a hoodie. Lu
