Chapter 66:
Kane’s POV
“Where are we even going?” Kelly asked, gripping the wheel with one hand, the other tapping a cigarette against his knee.
“The industrial zone,” I said, my voice low but certain. “North side. The part that doesn’t show up on recent maps.”
He narrowed his eyes. “That's a wide area to bet on.”
I leaned forward, flicking through a series of marked-up blueprints on my phone. “Robertson used to run black sites out there. Off-grid storage. Abandoned by the government, but not by him.”
Kelly scoffed. “You think he’s still working those same places?”
“I think he’s arrogant enough to believe I won’t trace them.” I looked up. “He always underestimated me.”
“Right.” Kelly glanced sideways. “But you’re still betting he’s the one who took Caroline.”
“Don’t call it a bet,
