CH-90 THE VIDEOTAPE

Chapter 90 - THE VIDEOTAPE

The text had been relentless, vibrating in McCarthy's pocket ever since he had left the police station. He had tried to ignore it, to push the persistent notifications to the back of his mind, but the message refused to be silenced.

"Meet me at the Club. 10 PM. Come alone."

And another one popped up again, this one nearly angering him, but it was a different person,

"Olivia is in the USA." It was Gerald… he just read and dashed his phone back.

McCarthy glanced at the clock, the hands ticking ever closer to the designated time. His brow furrowed as he contemplated the strange summons. Who was this person, and what could they possibly want from him? His past had been fraught with danger and intrigue, and he couldn't shake the feeling that this was no mere social call.