Verena didn't know that the warehouse was beneath a club. When she first arrived, she noticed a vibrant night scene and a bouncer at the door, who surprisingly let her in without asking for ID. It was unusual, but she didn't dwell on it, her mind focused on the tracker she had placed on Cassio's phone.
Inside, the club pulsed with loud music and colorful lights. People danced and laughed, oblivious to the dangerous world that lurked beneath their feet. Verena moved through the crowd, trying to follow the tracker, but it kept blinking at the spot she was standing.
Frustration mounting, she realized that the warehouse might be underground. Scanning the club, she searched for any sign of an elevator or hidden entrance. Her eyes landed on a door guarded by two men, their expressions stern and unapproachable. She had no choice but to approach them.
