Chapter 43
The room fell into a suffocating silence.
No one moved.
No one spoke.
The Original Hunter stood frozen.
For the first time since Evelyn had met him, the man looked genuinely shaken.
Not cautious.
Not concerned.
Afraid.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because men like him didn't fear ordinary enemies.
They feared monsters.
And apparently, The Director was one.
Victor Kane stepped forward.
His face had become unnaturally pale.
"How many?"
Serena swallowed.
"A convoy."
Nobody liked that answer.
Not even a little.
Jonathan Carter closed his eyes briefly.
As though a nightmare he had spent fifteen years running from had finally caught up with him.
Damian immediately shifted into action.
"Exit routes."
Victor pointed toward the back corridor.
"Three."
"Good."
