Chapter 99

• LIAM
• I wanted to turn back and press Richardson further, drag every shred of information out of him, but the truth was plain—he wouldn't give me anything more. He'd revealed one piece of the puzzle, one crack in the wall, and he knew I'd have to piece the rest together myself. I didn't like leaving that room without all the answers, but for now, it would have to be enough.
• But my thoughts swirled, unsettled. Marie's disappearance was a knot in my gut that hadn't loosened in years, and now, Monique was tangled in something even more dangerous than she knew. Richardson's words echoed in my mind, his disdain mingling with genuine concern. She has no idea who she's surrounded by.