Shattered Trust

Thalia’s POV

The coordinates Harper gave me pointed to a rotting warehouse on the city's outskirts. Shattered glass and spray-painted exterior walls made the deserted building a fitting match for the filth that had gone down inside. Leaving my car parked down the road, I approached on foot and drew a steady breath to brace myself for whatever awaited me in there.

Stepping through the doorway, I