A Very Cold Night

The heavy scent of saltwater and a cool evening breeze drifted through the half-open windows of their car, hidden out of sight.

They'd come straight here from the hotel, not wanting to waste any time.

Asher leaned back in his seat, his eyes fixed on the large warehouse ahead.

It was full of activity. Trucks unloaded goods, forklifts moved crates, and shadows darted in and out of sight.

Lucy sat beside him, staying quiet for a moment, letting him take in the view.

She knew this mission wasn't going to be easy. Ideally, she would have started him off with something smaller, —an easier target to build his confidence, then gradually increase the challenge.

But circumstances forced her hand.

Every day that passed brought her closer to being found, and the people after her weren't going to stop. She needed him to get stronger, and fast. 

"This is where we deal with the Tiger Gang," she broke the silence, her eyes still on the warehouse.