POV: Ryker
I stood beside Ariana, my eyes fixed on Maya's face. We had just received a message from her, asking to meet us at the old warehouse on the outskirts of town.
As we approached the warehouse, I could feel a sense of unease in the air. Ariana was nervous, and I couldn't blame her. We had no idea what Maya wanted, or what her motives were.
Maya greeted us warmly, her eyes locked on mine. "Thank you for coming," she said. "I know this is a risk, but I believe it's one worth taking."
I nodded, my mind racing with possibilities. What did Maya want from us? And why was she willing to risk her own life to help us?
"I used to work for the Order," Maya said, her voice low and husky. "But I realized that their goals were not what I thought they were. They're not just trying to unlock
