Chapter 302

NICK

I grabbed the toolbox—the one from the tomb, the one Xander had used on Olivia. My hands tightened around the cold metal. It was time to turn the tables. Time to make him feel what he’d done.

Luke stood a few feet away, watching me. His eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say anything. I could tell he wanted to. He always did. But this wasn’t his fight.

“I just want to see what’s in here,” I said, my voice low. I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince him or myself.

Luke nodded slowly, his gaze still fixed on the toolbox. He didn’t trust me. I didn’t blame him. I didn’t trust myself either.

I moved toward the door, the toolbox heavy in my hands. Every step felt like the air was pushing back. My heart pounded, my breath shallow. The door was close, but it felt like it was miles away.

“Nick.”

I froze. Luke’s voice cut through the silence. I didn’t turn around.

“I’ll go with you,” he said, his tone softer now but still firm. “I want to see too.”

I glanced at him over my shoulder. “I’m sor