KARIMA HEART
The more I stared at it, the more annoying it felt. Every second, my anger piled higher. All of this... because of Owian.
My eyes shot to the door the security guy said he was behind. I swear, the second I see him, I’ll break every bone in his body.
But first—the damn door.
I stared at it, circling my eyes around the frame. No handle. Not even a card swipe. Nothing. Just another mystery in this endless maze.
God, Owian, just pray I don’t get any angrier by the time I walk through.
I slammed my fist against the door once. That’s when I noticed the inscription carved across the doormat. SCAN.
I stepped on it.
At once, a razor-thin beam of red light snapped to life, sliding over me like a blade. It crawled across my body from head to toe, slow and precise, before blinking
