Scarlett’s POV
My lungs refused to work.
The words on the monitor, RUN, SCARLETT. YOU’VE BEEN FOUND., flashed in eerie red across every screen, over and over, as if trying to burn themselves into my retinas.
I took a step back, then another.
The floor beneath me groaned.
The air changed. Thickened.
Who was that?
The figure with the white mask, completely still, staring straight into the camera like they knew I was on the other side of it. Like they had been waiting for me.
They weren’t David.
They weren’t one of his guards.
No… this was different.
More intimate. More dangerous.
I couldn’t move at first. My legs had turned to stone. But instinct kicked in. I reached for the folder again, tucked it against my chest, and turned for the narrow door I’d slipped through earlier. I pa
