The warehouse looked different at midnight.Darker. Taller. More menacing. The broken windows stared at me like empty eye sockets. The rusted door hung open, waiting.I parked Rex's car two blocks away. Walked the rest. Alone. Just like Victor asked.My gun was in my waistband. My knife was in my boot. Rex was somewhere in the shadows behind me. I could not see him. That was the point.The warehouse door creaked when I pushed it open.Inside, light. Flickering. Yellow. A single bulb hanging from the ceiling. Under it, a table. Two chairs. A bottle of wine. Two glasses.And Victor.He sat at the table. Smiling. His silver hair was combed back. His suit was expensive. He looked like a king waiting for his subject."Mira," he said. "You came.""You have my mother.""I have many things. Sit."I did not sit."Where is she?""Safe. For now." He gestured to the empty chair. "Sit, Mira. We have much to discuss.""I am not here to discuss. I am here to take my mother home.""And you will. Afte
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