Chapter 303

CASSIAN'S POV

The damp smell of engine grease, rust, and wet concrete filled my nose as I pulled my black hood lower over my face.

I stood deep in the shadow of a rusted shipping container, hidden inside an abandoned industrial shipyard on the south side of the river.

Rain dripped continuously through the corrugated iron roof above, tapping against the muddy ground like a steady, ticking clock. Co