Chapter 359
Chapter 359
Chapter 359
Snowflakes
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“Bring another person.” Feroz’s voice orders his man, cold and commanding. This time my heart heaves violently, a sick lurch of dread that threatens to pull me under.
My cellphone rings again. I snatch it up and see Cupid bursting out of his car, Desmond right behind him.
The place they enter looks like some kind of underground passage. Dark, narrow, damp but when they emerge moments later, they’re in a high–tech command room filled with glowing screens, endless gadgets, and dozens of live footages playing across multiple monitors.
“Boss p>
“Boss, you’re here p>
Greetings ripple from men stationed all around, but Cupid ignores every single one of them. His eyes find me instantly through the video feed, locking on with fierce focus.
“Listen, Snow. To rescue you, there are only three options. One: the director opens all the gates and doors but that one ends with you dead. Two: you stay locked in there, doors sealed, and rot while we wait. Three: you rescue yourself p>
His voice is steady, unflinching, laying out the brutal truth.
“Trust me, the alpha of Castle pack loves you. He’ll fight with everything he has to keep those doors closed. But the pressure is building.
“People are trapped in that building, held at gun point, lives are on the line. It’s only a matter of time before he gets cornered and does exactly what they want p>
The plain, merciless truth slams into my face. I nod slowly, throat tight, accepting the reality even as it burns.
“What should I do? There’s no way out from in here p>
“There is,” he says without hesitation. He turns to Desmond. “Show me the map. I have a tracker on Snow’s cellphone. Turn it on. Let’s get her exact location p>
I go completely mute for a second. He has a tracker on my phone? The revelation hits like ice water, but the situation is too desperate for questions right now. Survival first.
Desmond pulls up the blueprint on one of the screens.
“There’s a way out through the air ventilation upward. She can access it from the restroom in Sera’s office.
“That route will take her to the second floor, where she can link up with Pinky Pie. By the time she reaches there, you’ll have gone through the underground to meet them p>
Cupid nods once, sharp and decisive, then shifts his gaze back to me on the screen. His eyes scan the dress I’m wearing, assessing, calculating, before he speaks again.
“Act natural, Snow. Can he hear me p>
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Chapter 359
I flick my gaze toward Feroz. He stands motionless just beyond the door, watching, listening. I give a small nod.
“I think so p>
Cupid doesn’t speak aloud this time. Instead, he types quickly, the message popping up on my screen in bold text.
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The restroom in Sera’s office has a ventilation access point. Go up there and follow the path Desmond will guide you through. Keep your cellphone on. Try, I beg you, never to lose your way. You need to reach Pinky. I will be there before you arrive. All right p>
I walk quietly to the corner that leads into Sera’s private restroom, heart hammering.
I reach up to the panel Cupid mentioned. It’s sealed tight, but with a hard push it gives way, sliding open with a soft metallic
scrape.
“Can you fit in?” he asks, voice low.
I study the narrow opening for a long moment, then nod.
“Yes p>
“Good. Desmond will direct you. I should go now.” He starts to turn away.
“Cupid?” My voice stops him. He pauses, looking back at me. “The underground… it’s filled with water. How will you make it through p>
“Don’t worry about that,” he says firmly, almost gently. “Let’s worry about you. Okay? ”
I nod, setting my jaw against the fear clawing up my throat. I look up into the dark shaft, pull off the jacket I’m wearing, and hoist my cellphone ahead of me before I begin the struggle to climb in.
It’s pitch black inside. I switch on the flashlight from my phone, the narrow beam cutting through the dust and shadows.
Cupid is no longer on the video call. Desmond’s face fills the screen now, calm and focused.
He starts guiding me step by careful step, voice steady through the speaker.
Our quiet exchanges keep me anchored, forcing me to think only of surviving, crawling forward, breathing shallow, ignoring the claustrophobic press of metal around me.
Later, when this is over, we will have to face the bigger questions. Who exactly are ‘they‘? How do they have this much information, this level of access, these systems? But right now, none of that matters.
Right now, all that matters is getting out alive.
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