Chapter 4 — Lisa’s Intervention

Emma Hayes

The sharp clatter of crates landing onto metal shelves echoed through the Supply Depot, cutting through the dry, mechanical hum of machinery. Lieutenant Emma Hayes scanned the inventory sheet in her hands, her sharp brown eyes darting between the list and the bustling activity around her. The air smelled faintly of oil and sweat, the fluorescent lights casting a harsh glare over the space. Soldiers moved with hurried determination, their boots scuffing against the polished concrete floor. Despite the controlled chaos, Emma’s instincts told her something was off.