Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 294

On a quiet suburban street, Naylor was driving his car alone.

He wasn't speeding. Every so often, a car would catch up to him from behind, eagerly overtaking him to continue ahead.

The vehicles that might have been tailing him before had been left in the dust.

And Herman...

Naylor glanced at his phone screen, sent Herman a location, then kept on driving.

About half an hour later, Naylor's car pulled to a slow halt outside a familiar abandoned factory.

In the past, this was where their group would occasionally meet. And once again, Keeley had decided to set their rendezvous here.

Naylor got out of the car and slowly made his way towards the overgrown yard.

When he got to the factory entrance, he gave the interior a quick once-over.

Inside the vacant factory, Keeley sat quietly behind a pile of messy, discarded equipment, not even lifting an eyelid.

Beside Keeley, Naylor's wife was lying silently on the ground, unconscious.

Naylor stood at the entrance for a moment, sending another message to Herman on his phone before slowly stepping inside.

Upon hearing footsteps, Keeley slowly lifted his eyes. Seeing Naylor walking towards him alone, Keeley gave a small smile and greeted him as usual, "You're here."

Naylor approached him, his eyes dark, "What are you doing?"

Keeley looked at Naylor's grim face and replied in a tone he'd always used, like an elder reprimanding a wayward youngster, stern yet filled with sorrow.

Keeley glanced at the woman lying at his feet, then slowly said, "Don't worry, she's just drugged and asleep. She'll wake up in a few hours, no harm done."

Naylor took a look at his wife, then turned to Keeley, his voice stern, "I'm asking you!"

At his words, Keeley just sat there, chuckled and replied, "I told you, if you want me dead, I won't complain. God knows what I would've become without your care all these years."

Naylor sneered, "It's my fault for not doing a better job, leading you to do something as insane as this."

Keeley slowly stood up, sighed, and said, "I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to die in confusion. So, there are some things I need to clear up."

They'd first met because of an accident involving Keeley's parents. At the time, Keeley was a seventeen-year-old high school student who'd suddenly lost both parents and was plunged into confusion and despair.

Naylor started showing up in his life, acting like a father figure, offering care and guidance.

From initial resistance to acceptance, Keeley finally emerged from that confusing time and entered a new world.

This new realm was one Naylor created for him, a world filled with thrills and excitement he'd never experienced before, and absolute freedom.

He'd lost himself in this world for a long time, only starting to wake up today.

"If you want to know something, why didn't you just ask me directly? Why choose this way?" Naylor said, "Do you realize how foolish this is?"