The Sin of His Obsession
It was a single, cryptic phrase, a riddle, a final piece of the puzzle that spoke of a final destination.
Suddenly, a loud, resounding thud echoed through the empty hallway. The old, heavy door of the building, the one they had come through, slammed shut. The sound was not the wind. It was a deliberate, final sound. The sound of a trap.
Chloe and Aiden looked at each other, their faces pale. They were no longer in a museum of the past. They were in a cage. And M had just locked them in. He was here. He had been watching them all along. The hunter was a ghost, a specter from their past who had been waiting for them to walk right into his trap. The game was over. The hunter had finally trapped