Scarlett pressed her back against the cold stone wall, her breath shallow as chaos unfolded around her. The mansion was plunged into total darkness, the hum of panic rising from the guests above. Nathan's hand gripped hers tightly.
"We need to find a way out," Nathan whispered, his voice low but urgent.
Scarlett nodded, her eyes scanning the faint outlines of the wine cellar's entrance behind them. Footsteps echoed ominously from the stairwell, a reminder that Grayson's guards were close.
"Follow me," she said, pulling Nathan toward the service corridor she had noticed earlier. The narrow passage was barely lit by emergency lights, but it was a good advantage considering their situation. it wasn't marked on the main blueprint Elias had shown them.
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