She nervously wetted her lips before narrowing her eyes as the man in the passenger seat responded.
“Bloody hell, Mack!” He growled, running a hand through his blond hair before angrily turning on his partner, who was again scowling at Paige, though this time, it was obviously, just a front for his fear. The man was clearly panicking as he threw open his door, ignoring his partner as he yanked open her door, eyeing her aggressively.
“Get out.” He ordered sharply.
Well, at least he wasn’t grabbing her like before, she thought, nervously scooting off the seat and easing out of the car.
The metal building was cold, but trash-can-fires were evenly distributed throughout the large building. Large stacks of metal crates were arranged throughout the concrete platform. It almost looked like a
