Chapter 232 The Trap is Set
Johnathan didn’t let her dowIL.
He stared at the charred remains of the observation journal in the sink, his face grim.
All he had to do was open it, and he would know exactly what Sierra had been through during those three years.
He was used to being in control, ensuring that nothing escaped his grasp.
But this time, after weighing the consequences, he had chosen to let go.
If Sierra didn’t want him to know, then he would pretend he never did.
If there ever came a day when she wanted to tell him, he would listen.
If she never did, then those three years would remain buried forever.
He let out a self–mocking chuckle.
At some point, Sierra had become more important to him than anything else.
When it came to her, he was no longer himself.
He was compromising for her.
By the next morning, there was no trace of last night’s tension.
Neither of them mentioned the notebook again.
Mateo broke the silence first.
“We should send copies of these videos to the police. No point in letting them go to waste.
Sierra nodded.
“Yes. Those victims deserve justice.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Dickson spoke up.
I already made copies
Last night, he had watched most of the footage alone.
And in it, he had seen his sister.
Finally, he understood why Ms. Sierra had never told him the full truth.
He hadn’t expected his sister’s death to be so cruel.
If he had known back then, he wouldn’t have been able to handle it.
He probably would’ve done something reckless.
But after everything that had happened, he had matured.
Acting impulsively wouldn’t bring justice–only trouble for the people trying to help him.
He wasn’t afraid of dying.
But he wouldn’t be a burden to Ms. Sierra and the others
Sierra patted his shoulder.
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“It’s over now. The truth always comes to light. We’ll get justice for your sister–and for everyone else who suffered.”
Then, she shifted the conversation.
Tthink I finally know where Kason is keeping the text subjects
Evelyn and Mateo immediately perked up.
“Where?” they asked in unison.
Especially Mateo–he had been trying to track down Kason’s other hideouts but had found nothing so far.
Johnathan, however, already had an idea.
It’s underground in’t it?”
“Exactly,” Sierra nodded.
I kept wondering where he was hiding them. But last night, Shane’s gift gave me a clue.”
Johnathan notised that when she mentioned Shane, her voice was steady–no longer laced with fear
He didn’t comment on it
Instead, he asked. “What did you realize?”
There’s a hidden floor between the animal testing area and the lowest level
She had been too tense before to notice, but now she remembered–something had felt off
The elevator ride took longer than it should have, given the number of Boors.
She had been misled by the buttons, assuming the floors were exactly as they appeared
But if she was night, there had to be a hidden staircase leading to the most secretive level
She explained her reasoning and Johnathan nodded
“That’s highly likely)
Til contact Stone Mateo said, immediately making the call.
“We’ll find out soon enough”
Johnathan lifted the USB drive
But instead of sending the evidence to the police immediately, he had another plan
They would send some of it–just enough to shake Kason
A few carefully chosen photos
If Kano pazacked and uned to relocate everything that would be their perfect opportunity to strike
Kason had been feeling good these past few days
agreed to work with him.
The company was stabilizing
figuring
abour to leave
how to get Sierra into his bed.
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Of course, there was still one problem.
Johnathan
If only Johnathan would disappear, just like Shane was about to
jerra wasn’t the type to hold onto people. Once Johnathan was gone, she would toss him aside.
Just as he was thinking this, his secretary walked in.
Mr. Kason, a package just arrived for you. It was sent by a Mr. Goodman”
“Shane
Kaion frowned.
What was that lunatic up to now?
He tore open the envelope–and his face instantly changed.
“Get out”
He barked the order at his secretary, then grabbed his phone.
He tried calling Shane.
No answer
He tried again
Still nothing
He switched to another number.
Same result
Kason’s expression darkened
Stane had deactivated that number.
What the hell was going on?
He sat down and carefully examined the photos
Some of them were taken outside.
But some were from made his private office at the lab.
Howr
That place had top–tier security
And yes, there were photos of things that should never have been seen.
Did Shane lake their Or was someone else behind this?
For the first time in a long to, kason felt a chill run down his spine.
