Chapter 122

The Docks

Lana’s POV

“What does it mean?” Leo asked, his expression grim.

“It means we’re in deeper shit than I thought,” I replied, dread settling in my chest. “And I have a feeling that tomorrow night will change everything.”

I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were walking into a trap. But we had to try. We had to confront Sarah before she could make her next move, and whatever awaited us at the docks could either be our salvation or our downfall.

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The next day dragged on, each hour feeling like a week. I tried to focus on everything else, but my mind kept returning to the message. The docks. The mysterious man. Sarah. It felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down into a dark abyss.

When evening finally rolled around, I met Donovan, Leo, and Caroline at my apartment. The atmosphere was tense, filled with unspoken fears and expectations.

“Are we going through with this?” Caroline asked, pacing the room. Her hair was pulled back tightly, and her express