C10 Chapter Ten: You Don't Get To Choose.

Midnight: Ronan’s POV

The car rolled quietly into the deserted industrial zone, the cracked asphalt swallowing the headlights’ feeble glow. Shadows clung to every rusted corner like predators waiting to pounce. My pulse hammered with an adeasily uttereded rhythm, matching the muffled thrum of the engine. Luca sat beside me, silent but alert. The night air was thick with tension