Chapter 6 - THE PLACE WHERE IT ENDED
The address led to an abandoned warehouse near the old harbor.
Detective Pierce insisted it was a trap.
Evelyn knew it was.
But she also knew Victor Kane had something he wanted.
Her father’s documents.
The evidence that could destroy him.
The police prepared surveillance teams around the harbor, but Evelyn insisted on going inside with a hidden wire.
Max stayed in the car with Nora.
At least, that was the plan.
The warehouse was dark and damp. Rusted shipping containers stood in long rows beneath broken ceiling lights.
Victor Kane waited in the center.
He was older than Evelyn expected. Gray-haired. Calm. Dressed in a tailored black coat.
Daniel stood beside him.
Evelyn stopped breathing.
Daniel had escaped.
“You’re supposed to be in jail,” she said.
Daniel smiled bitterly.
“Money opens doors.”
Victor looked at her.
“Where are the documents?”
“Where is the proof about my father?”
Victor’s face remained unreadable.
“Your father made the mistake of thinking morality mattered in business.”
“You killed him.”
“I removed an obstacle.”
Evelyn’s throat tightened.
Daniel stepped closer.
“This didn’t have to happen,” he said. “You could have signed the papers. We could have been happy.”
“You tried to kill me.”
“I tried to survive.”
“No,” Evelyn said. “You tried to own me.”
Daniel’s face twisted.
Victor raised a hand.
“Enough. Give us the documents.”
Evelyn reached into her coat and pulled out a folder.
Victor smiled.
Then Max burst through the warehouse door.
Nora had tried to hold him in the car, but Max had slipped his collar and followed Evelyn’s scent.
“Max!” Evelyn cried.
The dog raced toward her.
Daniel pulled a gun.
Everything happened in seconds.
Victor shouted.
Evelyn moved in front of Max.
A gunshot cracked through the warehouse.
But Detective Pierce and her team stormed in from both sides.
Daniel fired again, then tried to run.
Max lunged at him, knocking him into a stack of crates.
The gun slid across the floor.
Victor grabbed Evelyn from behind, pressing a knife against her throat.
“You should have died in that church,” he whispered.
Evelyn’s body went cold.
Then Max barked once.
Sharp.
Fierce.
Victor flinched.
That moment was enough.
Detective Pierce tackled him.
The knife clattered to the concrete.
Victor Kane and Daniel Whitmore were arrested together as the warehouse filled with flashing police lights.
Evelyn fell to her knees.
Max ran to her and pressed his face against her chest.
She held him tightly.
“You saved me again,” she whispered.
May you like
And this time, everyone heard her.
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