Chapter 293

CASSIAN'S POV

The concrete tunnel was pitch-black and reeked of damp mold, stagnant water, and rust.

My breath came in ragged, shallow gasps as I crouched low, shuffling forward through the narrow space. The freezing rain had dripped down from the metal hatch above, soaking my cheap caterer’s uniform through to the skin.

My shoes slipped on the slick concrete floor, but I kept moving, pushing past