Elias's words hit me like a lead weight.
It doesn't exist.
Zero exits.
White noise.
I hung up the phone slowly, letting my arm fall to my side. The device slipped from my gloved fingers, but I caught it at the last second before it plummeted into the mud.
I turned to Marcus.
"Get me the officer in charge of this shithole of a port," I ordered. I didn't shout. I didn't raise my voice. But the tone was so lethal, so devoid of humanity, that Marcus visibly paled before nodding militarily and running off toward the dilapidated port authority buildings.
I was left alone with my thoughts and the ocean.
I walked to the very edge of the pier. The wood creaked beneath my weight, threatening to give way and throw me into the icy, dark waters. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to ca
