The corridor seemed endless.
The deeper they moved underground, the colder the air became. The emergency lights overhead flickered inconsistently, sometimes leaving entire sections in darkness for several seconds before buzzing weakly back to life.
Everyone looked exhausted now.
The captives especially.
Some barely kept moving out of pure adrenaline alone. Others leaned heavily on Vinny or Matthew whenever the tunnel floor became uneven. Dust still clung to everyone's clothes and skin from the collapsing warehouse behind them.
And despite putting more distance between themselves and the destruction—
Nobody relaxed.
Because now there was something else hanging over them.
That man.
Aiden walked beside Noah, arms crossed tightly while replaying the interaction in his head.
He hated it.
Not just because the stranger was suspicious.
But because Noah had reacted.
Subtly.
Barely visibly.
Still enough for Aiden to notice.
"You're thinking too loudly," Noah said suddenly.
