Chapter 237

Elodie’s POV

The fog hadn't lifted by three in the morning; it had only thickened, turning the ancient pines of the Vance estate into jagged, ghostly sentinels.

I adjusted the straps of my tactical pack, the weight of the thermal scanners and GPS units pulling at my shoulders.

"You’re overthinking the rhythm again," Kiernan muttered, his voice a low vibration in the dark. He was leaning against t