The city blurred past Isabella Vicks as she drove.
Fast.
Too fast.
But not fast enough.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles pale, heart pounding with a rhythm that refused to slow. The coordinates she had traced still glowed in her mind like a warning she couldn’t ignore.
Damien was there.
Alone.
And Astra…
Astra had been there too.
“Just hold on…” she whispered under her breath. “I’m coming.”
At the Abandoned Structure
The silence Damien Hayes stood in now was different from before.
Before, it had been calculated.
Now—
It felt like the aftermath of something unfinished.
His eyes scanned the empty structure once more, sharp and unforgiving. Every corner. Every shadow. Every possible exit.
Nothing.
No movement.
No trace of Astra.
Only one thing remained
