Hayden
The warehouse was darker than I remembered. The flickering light at the far end of the hall cast long shadows across the floor, and each one seemed to stretch toward me like something alive. My footsteps echoed quietly against the ground. It was late enough that no one else would be around except him.
I paused at the end of the hallway, staring at the heavy door that led into his office. My heart was thudding in my chest, steady but hard. I wanted to turn back. Every instinct in me screamed that this was not a good idea, but I knew what would happen if I didn’t show up. There was no hiding from him. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
The room looked the same as it always did. A single table at the center, a small stack of papers, and a glass of dark liquid that sat th
