Chapitre 112: Use Him As His Puppet

The drive to Levi's penthouse felt endless, each mile a tightening coil of anxiety in Chris's chest. The familiar landscape blurred past, the city traffic and bright lights offering no distraction from his mind.

He gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Fear gnawed at him, whispering insidious suggestions that Brett had to be wrong, that he was making a fool of him. After all, Brett was a crook who was not to be trusted.

But beneath the doubt, a burning ember of certainty refused to be extinguished. He had to know. He owed it to himself, to Brandon, and most importantly, he owed it to Levi.

He pulled up into the parking lot of the familiar luxury building and went in. He tried to be as invincible as possible, he pulled up his jacket's collar and quickly walked into the elevator, avoiding the doorman's inquisitive look.