Chapter 57

VALERIA

My heart pounded in her chest like a hailstorm as I approached the shadowy warehouse Chase had directed me to. The air was thick with tension, and every fibre of my being screamed at me to turn back, but I ignored it. I was doing this for the sake of my twins. And besides, it was about time I put a stop to this! There was no turning back now. Not when so much was at stake.

Chase and Cynthia wouldn't get away with it!

The door creaked ominously as I pushed it open, the sound echoing in the empty space. My footsteps echoed, each step heavier than the last. My men followed close behind, their footsteps muffled by the dusty concrete floor.

The air inside was thick and humid with the stench of dampness and decay, and I had to fight the urge to puke.

My wary eyes quickly scanned the area, my senses on high alert, but the vast, empty space only seemed to mock me with its silence.

He had to be here somewhere! He directed me here! What the hell was he planning?

"Chase?" I called out