Chapter 92 The Hunt Is On

Liam pulled his car to a slow stop in front of a massive industrial building. The towering structure stood against the night sky, its exterior bathed in the soft glow of streetlights. This was the place Rick had told him about—a supposed secret brothel disguised as a soda company. At first glance, it looked like any other warehouse, large metal doors shut tightly, with a neon sign flickering faintly above.

He sat in the car, drumming his fingers against the wheel, his instincts telling him that something wasn't right. What if Rick had lied? What if this was actually just a regular soda company, and he'd come out here for nothing? He didn't want to waste his time. But just as he was about to turn the key in the ignition, a sudden flash of movement caught his eye. He quickly switched off the engine and grabbed a pair of binoculars from the passenger seat.