Chapter 127

Kelly POV

I wasn’t stupid. I wasn’t about to walk into Davis’s trap alone. But I also knew one thing, if we didn’t find my father fast, Davis would make sure I never saw him alive again.

Thinking about it alone, brings me to my knees. Adrian’s grip on the steering wheel was tight as we drove through the dimly lit streets. His jaw was locked, his eyes hard, watchful.

“We need a lead,” I said, barely recognizing my own voice. “Something. Someone. He didn’t just vanish.”

Adrian’s fingers drummed against the wheel. Then, finally—

“I know a guy.”

I exhaled sharply. That was all I needed.

***

The warehouse on the outskirts of town smelled like rust and gasoline. Dim lighting shined overhead, casting long, eerie shadows.

And the man tied to the chair in front of us? He was shaking.

“C’mon, Paul,” Adrian muttered, crouching down to his level. “You were Davis’s right-hand man for years. You’re telling me you don’t know where