Facade of Love

Chapter 111 The Castle on the Island

A road stretched out before us as Liam got the car moving again. We followed the path until a lake came into view, with castle–like buildings that looked like they belonged in a medieval painting from centuries past, standing majestically in the middle of the water.

The road to the castle hugged the mountainside, paved with asphalt. I craned my neck to see the cliff we had descended–a sheer drop of a hundred meters. That was where Liam’s ‘elevator‘ clung to the

rock face.

Settling back into my seat, 1 gazed at the castles across the lake and asked, “Is this the only way to get to the castle?“!

Liam nodded. “That’s the general idea. Some might try to come down from the mountains around here, but it’s a risky climb. The slopes are steep and not exactly what you’d call safe.”

I nodded in understanding. The place was ringed by rugged mountains, enclosing the vast lake. It was the kind of spot where only the rich would think to build their grand castles.

Once we got inside, I could tell this place was a fortress of secrecy. If the cops ever tried to dig up here, they would hit a dead end–no way they could sneak in.

It made sense why Officer Jackson had called this spot tricky for the police.

where a guy was waiting. As we pulled to a stop, he

dirt

a business card, and the guy took it with a nod, then took

castle was a maze of twists and turns, but the entrance was just a staircase. Liam had obviously been here before. He caught my wary look and flashed me a grin. “No need to worry. It’s all modern on the inside—no vampires or bats

cracked up. “How’d you guess I was

light chuckle. “That’s what the books and movies always go for creepy castles

a point.

castle, and it was not

building. The ground floor was alive with chatter, and folles were having a blast

suit, belly leading the way, noticed us come in and beamed at Liam. “Mr. Young, what a

Mr. Lanier’s back in town. I’m here to catch up. Is he around?”

grin and said, What are you talking about, Mr. Young? My humble spot here isn’t exactly a magnet

chuckle. “Really? Because I could’ve sworn I saw him a couple of days ago. At Madam Young’s birthday party, he sent over a gift. I just wanted to drop by and say thanks. You’re not trying to give me the

whole gymnastics routine of emotions before he managed to say, Mr. Lanier’s back for real? Let me just check