Chapter - 57.3

The night enveloped Ameera and Brack as they sprinted through the dark alleyways of the city. Their breaths came out in ragged gasps, adrenaline pumping through their veins as they dodged Haider's men who were hot on their heels.

"Keep running!" Brack urged, his voice firm but filled with concern. "We can't let them catch up!"

Ameera's heart pounded in her chest, and her legs felt like lead, but she pushed herself to keep going.

They turned down narrow alleys, leaped over obstacles, and weaved through the labyrinth of streets, doing everything they could to lose their pursuers. The sound of footsteps and distant shouts echoed in the air, pushing them to move faster.

"We need to find a safe place," Brack said, scanning their surroundings for any sign of refuge.

"There's an old abandoned building up ahead," Ameera replied, her voice trembling with exhaustion.

They made a beeline towards the crumbling structure. Its broken windows and decrepit walls provided them with a temporary hiding