Chapter-21
The tires of Graham’s sleek black sedan crunched over the gravel driveway of the isolated, two-story cabin. Nestled deep in the dense, fog-shrouded woods two hours outside the city, the property belonged to Leo’s family—a fact Graham had discovered through his initial background checks. He knew Leo used to come here to clear his head. To Graham, it was poetic justice. What better place to finally claim Lee than the very sanctuary her pathetic husband had built? The rain had returned, a steady, rhythmic downpour that rattled against the thick pine trees. Graham stepped out of the car, adjusting his dark wool coat. He looked up at the cabin. A single, warm light flickered from the second-story window. He didn't knock. He turned the handle, finding the door unlocked, and stepped into the d
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