When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 174

It seemed like a simple invitation for a fishing trip, but there was more brewing beneath the surface than just bait and tackle.

Garfield, ever the leader, had a way with words, quoting classics and not missing a beat.

In essence, he assured us that the project was a surefire success, promising government grants to sweeten the deal for both the Crawfords and Clyde.

But fishing was the last thing on their minds, proven by their empty hooks at the end of the day.

In contrast, I, the rookie, reeled in several big catches, earning a meaningful glance from Garfield. "Mrs. Patterson, looks like you've got beginner's luck on your side," he said, giving her a meaningful look.

I maintained my professional smile, engaging in pleasantries while hiding my true feelings. The thought that these men could be behind my father's death filled me with a silent rage, wishing I could feed them to the fishes.

At the dinner, while they were busy toasting and drinking, I stuck to soda, thinking the deal meant we were safe from harm. Yet, Clyde and I were drugged.

Feeling groggy, I initially blamed the room's heat until Clyde's urgent grip on my hand signaled trouble. I excused myself, supposedly heading to the restroom, but quickly dialed Lisa.

Before I could speak, she warned, "Talbot's pulling the same old tricks, drugging you two. I'm on my way, don't move."

"Okay, I'm in the restroom. Hurry," I replied, suddenly trusting Lisa more than ever.