Rohan’s eyes softened. “I’ve already taken photographs of the first few pages. That’s enough for a story. The rest can burn.”
Maya followed Rohan through a labyrinth of corridors, each step echoing in the empty structure. They reached a steel door reinforced with old bolts. Rohan placed the locket into a recessed slot, and with a soft click, the lock disengaged. Rohan’s eyes softened
Maya and Rohan slipped through a hidden side exit Rohan had known from his days in the syndicate. The rain pounded them as they sprinted down an alley, the sound of sirens growing louder in the distance. and with a soft click