Noah and the rest of the team held their breath as the shadow of boots walked slowly behind the door.
The steps dragged across the old wood like someone was deliberately taking their time, testing the floorboards, listening for any sound out of place.
Johan and Albert were still struggling to carry Victor. The man was so big he needed both of them to keep him propped up, and even that was barely enough.
His wounds were deep and fresh, and every breath vibrated through his whole chest like it hurt to stay alive.
The Giant finally let go of them when he found his balance. His hands pressed on their shoulders before he straightened up and stood on his own.
His voice was low. "Call half of the team for a surprise attack and let the rest clear the perimeter so we can move faster. Also, give me your gun."
Noah handed the handgun to him immediately. "Understood. I am trying to connect to them."
