Chapter 492

As dusk settled over the city, Keen slid behind the wheel of his sleek sedan, driving Garrison to the bustling Sunburst City Airport.

Garrison sat, rigid as a statue, his face drained of all color, staring fixedly at the illuminated terminal. He remained motionless, even as Keen's voice broke the silence.

"Dr. Garrison, we have arrived at the airport," Keen reminded gently.

Anger flared within Garrison as he snapped his head toward Keen. "Mr. Reynolds promised me safety from harm!"

Keen glanced at the doctor and then at the airport, "Aren't you unharmed as we speak? And this place," he gestured toward the terminal, "is probably the safest spot in Sunburst City. Mr. Reynolds hasn't broken his word."

"I exposed the truth, and now the Martins won't rest until I'm silenced!" Garrison fumed.

With a calm demeanor, Keen responded, "Mr. Reynolds did promise to ensure your safety, but that guarantee has its limits here in Sunburst City. Do you seriously think Mr. Reynolds should assign a personal guard to shadow you every minute for the rest of your life?"

Garrison clenched his jaws, his nostrils flared in rapid breaths. He had half-expected Leandro to turn him over to the cops after confessing everything. That could have worked out in his favor. After all the years, the police had little to go on, and he might have stayed under the radar.

But Leandro letting him go? Was he now to expect mercy from the Martin Group?

Despair settled heavy in Garrison's chest.

Keen's voice cut through his thoughts, "You know what you've done. A doctor turned to dark deeds. The man you killed was Mrs. Reynolds' father. Do you understand how much she means to Mr. Reynolds?"

It was nearly too much for Garrison to bear. He spent that entire night in the waiting area, Keen's words echoing in his mind. Perhaps this was the safest place in all of Sunburst City, where none would dare touch him. But it was not a place to linger.

following evening, unable to stand the tension any longer, Garrison purchased a ticket and flew back to his

and watched his peaceful slumber before turning off the light and stepping out of the room. The moment the door

the message, her

same time, Leandro emerged from his study, pausing

on her phone, Leandro

a car accident on his way home after landing in Summitville-a life snuffed

Leandro, then swiftly closed

to Summitville

hand supported her back. "With

"Andrea."

understanding, and said no

made their way to the West End Cemetery-a place

paid her respects there not long

ascended the stone steps to a

marker, weathered and worn, had simply read "Adelina's Grave." Now it was replaced with "Beloved Wife Adelina," complete with a photograph. Adelina's photo

in the vase by the grave. Andrea

come here," Andrea

else could it

gazed long at the photo before saying, "Mom was really

dull ache in her chest. "You've

first birthday. And I only saw that because Dad showed it to me during a feverish night when I

remained silent, absorbing

days ago, Dad opened it. It was Mom's. It had many of her things, including photos

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