Factories.
Workshops.
A maze of steel and stone.
Large enough for someone to disappear.
Especially someone like Andre.
Nish stood.
"I'll have patrols search the district."
Raj nodded.
"Good."
The commander moved toward the door.
Then paused.
"Want my honest opinion?"
Raj looked up.
Nish crossed his arms.
"I don't think we need to find Andre."
Raj frowned.
"What do you mean?"
Nish opened the door.
Then answered without looking back.
"I think Andre will find us first."
The door closed.
Raj sat quietly.
Thinking about that statement.
Unfortunately.
It made perfect sense.
Somewhere in Asphyxia—
A certain idiot was now loose.
And that was a problem for everyone involved.