Chapter 140Lucas’ POVThe echo of a gunshot tore through the still night as our car skidded to a halt in front of the warehouse. My heart stopped. For a split second, I couldn’t even breathe — the sound reverberated in my skull, cold and final, like the world itself had just cracked open.“Jesus Christ,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “That was a gunshot…. Oh fuck! Fuck! Hannah…”“Stay in the car!” the officer barked, already pushing his door open, gun drawn. The other three followed in formation, their boots crunching gravel as they crouched low, spreading toward the entrance.Red and blue lights from the patrol vehicles washed over the rusted walls of the warehouse, flashing against the steel like angry ghosts. The smell of burning rubber and damp concrete filled the air, thick and metallic.“Lucas, stay put,” Damon said sharply, his eyes fixed on the warehouse doors. “They’ve got this.”I slammed my palm against the dashboard, shaking my head. “She’s in there, Damon! You heard t
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