“Move. Move. Move.”
Hands clamp onto my vest and haul me backward as the ceiling groans overhead. Concrete dust pours down in thick sheets, stinging my eyes, coating my tongue with grit.
“Beam coming down!” Keller shouts.
A steel support crashes into the space I occupied seconds earlier. The impact shudders through the floor, through my bones. Too close.
“I’m fine,” I snap, wrenching free. “He went that way.”
“Negative,” Keller says. “We pull back. The structure is failing.”
Another crack splits the air. The floor tilts underfoot, subtle but unmistakable, enough to send us stumbling.
“Boss,” Reyes calls, voice tight. “This place is coming apart.”
I scan the smoke filled space, heart hammering. Adrian is gone. No laughter. No taunts. Just the echo of retreating footsteps swallowed b
