Tangled in his Obsession novel 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.

By the following evening, unable to stand the tension any longer, Garrison purchased a ticket and flew back to his hometown of Summitville. Whatever awaited him, he had to go home.

Seraphina tucked little Valerio into bed and watched his peaceful slumber before turning off the light and stepping out of the room. The moment the door clicked shut, her phone chimed.

She checked the message, her eyes darkening.

At the same time, Leandro emerged from his study, pausing as he saw Seraphina in the hallway.

Seeing her gaze fixed on her phone, Leandro asked, "Got the news?"

She nodded. Garrison had perished in a car accident on his way home after landing in Summitville—a life snuffed out in the streets.

After absorbing the news, Seraphina pocketed her phone and looked up at Leandro, then swiftly closed the distance between them, seeking solace in his embrace.

"I need to go to Summitville tomorrow," she said.

Leandro's hand supported her back. "With who?"

"Andrea."

He nodded, understanding, and said no more.