Chapter 131

Kelly POV

The warehouse was pitch-black, the only source of light coming from the streetlamp outside. I was tired of Davis’s silly games, same pattern, same ways, all he wanted was to lure me to wherever he was and play his stupid games, and I was seriously tired of it. Sparks from the shattered overhead bulb still cracked in the distance, but everything else was still.

I pressed myself against the cold concrete floor, my heart hammering in my chest. My eyes struggled to adjust, but all I could make out were shadows shifting in the dark.

Somewhere in the distance, my father let out a weak cough.

"Dad!" My voice came out hoarse, filled with panic.

"kelly," he rasped. ”I’m here"

A deep chuckle filled the warehouse, low and full of amusement. He was enjoying this.

"Touching," he mocked. "But how long will that last?"

A click echoed, a gun being turned on. I barely had time to react befor