C29 Dontrell's POV: Secrets Beneath the Night.

I swerved into the compound, the hum of my engine echoing through the quiet night. I parked my car, the lights flickering out, and reached under the seat for my gun. I didn’t have time to waste. I stepped out, eyes scanning the area. The guards nodded, keeping their distance.

The building above ground was nothing special—a quiet, unremarkable café with vintage décor. But beneath that