Chapter 139

Lucas didn't let Wilson down—he arrived fast with the sniper, settling across the street in a nearby building. Since the storage room that Liliana and Wilson were hiding in had both the lights and the window open, it was easy for the sniper to locate the assassin. Just as the sniper was about to pull the trigger, the hitman stepped out of sight, so he had to adjust and aim at a different window. Meanwhile, the killer was tearing the place apart, convinced they had to be hiding nearby. No way two people just vanished in a place this tiny, especially since he had already locked the front door—no key, no way out. The hitman knew they were in the storage room. As he got closer, Liliana shut her eyes, frozen with fear. Wilson, meanwhile, had grabbed a hammer from a nearby box—just in case it came down to hand-to-hand. They were curled up in the farthest corner of the room, hearts pounding, as the footsteps got closer. "I know you're in there," the assassin sneered, gripping a small knife in