When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 187

Talbot was located in an abandoned building in the suburbs.

I had heard from Lisa that Talbot had his hands in a few pies before, all of which crumbled for one reason or another. Not only did the investors lose their money, but the building remained uninhabitable, a concrete ghost.

Despite the collective legal battles waged by the disgruntled investors, their efforts were fruitless.

Years had passed—five or six at least—since the project's abandonment, and it seemed destined to be forgotten.

I drove out to the site with Galen Brown, the surrounding area barren except for a solitary cell tower and overgrown weeds—a hideout's nightmare.

As we got out of the car, my phone rang. It was Talbot.

“Is that Galen Brown with you? Put him on the phone!”

Galen, who used to tower over me, now stooped nearly to my level, his face and voice unrecognizable from the man he once was. Talbot had every reason to be suspicious.

Clearing my throat, I replied, “Galen was injured in a fire. He lost his voice and... his face was damaged.”

There was a pause on the other end before Talbot snickered coldly.

“So, you recognized Galen Brown right away, you traitor! Just like your father, always scheming!”

“And here I thought you were so confident. You've got the fund, haven't you?”

Ignoring his rants, I pressed, “Where's Geneva?”

“Upstairs, seventh floor!”

Choosing the middle floor was likely a strategic move for concealment.

Looking around, there were hardly any hiding spots for a sniper, let alone the police. If they drove up, Talbot would notice immediately.

My heart sank, but Galen gently took my hand, his voice changed, his skin rough, “Follow me, it'll be okay.”