Chapter 152: The Dust Settles, The Truth Unveiled

The acrid smell of blood and gunpowder clung to Raymond’s coat as he wrapped it tighter around Savannah’s trembling shoulders. The factory, a tomb of his making, receded behind them, swallowed by the indifferent darkness of the night. In the sterile beam of the car’s headlights, Savannah’s face was a pale, porcelain mask of shock. Her eyes, usually so full of life and fire, were vacant, staring at a point somewhere beyond the physical world, replaying the horror she had just witnessed. The...