The echo of her own heartbeat was the only sound Elena could hear inside the warehouse. The cold air stung her lungs and her hands trembled slightly as she stared at the figure stepping out of the shadows. She blinked twice, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. For a moment her mind could not accept it. This had to be a mistake. It had to be a trick. But it was not.
You, she whispered again, disbelief heavy in her voice.
The person took another step forward. Their face was now clear under the dim light. There was no smile. No guilt. No shame. Only cold purpose.
Hello, Elena, they said.
She felt her stomach twist. Of all the people she suspected, this one was never on her list. How are you behind everything
They did not answer her question. Instead, they gave a slow, calm smile
