Beyond the Divorce

Soon, Atlas and I arrived at the warehouse area he mentioned. It was more of a concealed complex situated ten miles from Foswood's southern mountains. The place was more extensive and organized than I had imagined. No wonder Atlas referred to it as the storage area.

Although it was late at night, the place was as bright as day and resembled a tiny city. Even a Foswood native wouldn't know about such a massive warehouse. Atlas wasn't exaggerating when he described the place as heavily guarded.

As he got out of the car, he explained, "This is the central hub for all ATL Empire goods. We distribute our products from here to various regions in Torado, making this place of utmost importance."

I understood this place's significance. I looked around and then exclaimed, "It subverts my understanding of warehouses!"

Then, I noticed small private planes and helicopters in the distance under the soft glow of streetlights. I finally realized why there were helicopters during our mission to rescue Ava.

Atlas tightened his grip on my hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to meet that person first."

followed him toward one of the warehouses and saw Dylan approaching, not surprised to see us. It seemed he and Atlas had been in contact. Atlas asked with a hint of indifference,

at

then continued

the mountain. It looked like a row of warehouses built into the

to it when

we went, the larger and more astonishing the scale became.

long while, and the echoing footsteps showed how deep the cave was. Even the air grew cooler. Finally, Atlas stopped at an

I noticed a huddled figure in one corner of the room. When the door closed, the figure