Chapter 88

A sensation of worry gnawed at Lucas as he traversed the city streets in the late hours, the moon throwing a faint tint on the desolate roadways.

The weight of the day's unanswered riddles clung to him like a thick garment, driving him towards the hidden place where Isabella had taken sanctuary.

The trip was a quiet contemplation, the buzz of the engine punctuating the cadence of his thoughts. Isabella's distress cry lingered in his memory, a haunting tune that drove his drive to assure her safety.

The city, ordinarily a riot of commotion, suddenly appeared to pause its breath, as if knowing of the imminent discovery.

Arriving at the inconspicuous place, hidden from prying eyes, Lucas parked his vehicle and approached the nondescript home.

The air hung thick with expectation, the shadows swirling about him like phantom guides. He reached for the disguised entrance, the usual sensation of secrecy shrouding the clandestine meeting location.

To his amazement, the door gave with an eerie
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