Chapter 8 - The Lieutenant's Last Move
Adrien's face hardened.
“Where?”
Marcus gave an address.
Then the call ended.
I watched Adrien.
“You think it's a trap.”
“Yes.”
“Then why go?”
“Because he used your name.”
“My name?”
“Marcus didn't ask for me.”
He looked at me.
“He asked for you.”
My stomach dropped.
We went to the address with two trusted men.
It was an abandoned bakery three blocks from the river.
The doors were unlocked.
Inside, there was no Marcus.
Only a chair.
On it sat another photograph.
Me.
Walking through the service corridor.
Taken yesterday.
Adrien's expression changed.
Someone had been watching me before I ever saw Victor.
A second photograph showed me entering the mansion that morning.
A third showed me talking to Adrien.
Then a fourth.
It showed Adrien and me discovering the photograph in the conference room.
I whispered, “They have cameras everywhere.”
Adrien nodded.
“No.”
He looked closer.
“These aren't security images.”
“Then what?”
“Someone has been following you personally.”
He turned toward his men.
“Find Marcus.”
One man checked his phone.
“Boss.”
Adrien looked over.
“Marcus just emptied his apartment.”
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The betrayal was no longer a suspicion.
It was an escape.
