Chapter 119

Alexander

It was Madison’s Instagram profile picture—a casual shot of her smiling in what looked like a park, sunlight catching in her hair.

What the hell was Anthony doing with Madison’s profile pulled up on his phone? And why would he think she had anything to do with this? A prickle of irritation ran up my spine. I knew Anthony was her mother’s doctor, but were they talking regularly?

Tyler squinted at the screen. “She’s pretty,” he said, then shook his head. “But no, definitely not her.”

I felt an unexpected wave of relief wash over me. Not that I’d seriously considered Madison could be involved—the idea was absurd. Still, something about seeing her face in this context had set my teeth on edge.

The storage room door suddenly swung open, flooding the dim space with light from the hallway. A short, balding man in an immaculate tuxedo stood in the doorway, clipboard in hand. His eyes widened when he spotted me.

“Mr. Knight! What an unexpe