101: In The Line Of Fire

Allison's POV.

We stayed silent for a while, the sound of our breathing mingling with the distant footsteps of Viktor's men outside. The tension was thick, a coiled spring ready to snap at any moment. My mind raced, calculating our options. This storage room was a temporary sanctuary, but it wouldn’t hold for long if they decided to sweep the area.

Williams leaned against the wall opposite me, his eyes still locked on mine. There was a question there, something he was holding back. I could see the wheels turning in his head, trying to figure out what exactly he’d gotten himself into. But instead of asking, he simply nodded, a silent acknowledgment that he was ready for whatever came next.

A sudden crash outside made both of us flinch. I pressed my ear to the door, straining to hear. The voices were louder now, closer. My pulse quickened. We needed a plan, and fast.

“Look,” I whispered, turning back to Williams, “they’re closing in. We need to create a diversion, something to throw the