Serena’s POV
The glass doors of Victor Crane’s downtown office loomed like a gateway to hell, the sleek facade hiding the rot I knew waited inside. As Lila and I stepped inside. My heart is pounding with a mix of dread and fear. The fifty grand from Daniel Hawthorne is sitting in my bag, a saving grace I hated needing but I've to save Mia.
Lila's arm brushed mine softly.
I know she's scared but she couldn't let me come alone and I admire her for that.
The lobby was cold, all polished marble and sharp angles, but the air felt stiff as we approached the elevator. Two of Victor’s goons stood guard, their huge bodies filling the space, with eyes hard under buzzed haircuts. One, a hairy-chested man with a huge scar slicing his eyebrow,probably as a result of a knife fight leered at Lila, hi
