Liam and Mia sprinted into the hidden passage. The walls were cold stone, barely lit by flickering emergency lights embedded in the ceiling. The narrow corridor twisted sharply, descending into the dark beneath the chateau.
Liam’s breath was steady despite the adrenaline crashing through him. He could hear Adrian’s footsteps echoing ahead, the sound bouncing off the stone.
“He’s cornered,” Mia said, her voice sharp.
Liam shook his head. “No. He’s leading us somewhere.”
Mia’s eyes narrowed. “Then we take control.”
Liam pulled out his backup weapon, checking the chamber. “Stay close.”
Mia didn’t hesitate. “Always.”
They moved down the corridor, the air growing colder the deeper they went. The passage ended at a heavy iron door, left slightly ajar.
Liam pushed it open, stepping into a
