The abandoned factory looked even worse in person.
Its windows were broken, weeds had pushed through cracks in the concrete, and rust covered the old loading doors.
From the road, it looked like a building that had been forgotten years ago.
According to Tyler, it was anything but forgotten.
I stood beside Derek and Mason while Ethan studied the building through binoculars.
“How many?” I asked.
“Six visible. There could be more inside.” Ethan replied.
“Any vehicles?” I asked.
“Two motorcycles behind the western wall.” He said and Derek looked at me.
“That confirms Tyler's information.” Derek said and I nodded.
“Keep everyone quiet.” I said.
We moved toward the factory from three directions, and nobody rushed the building because we had no intention of giving anyone inside a reaso
