All Chapters of Shadows Of Deception : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The car rolled to a stop outside the warehouseThe place was an imposing structure, a dark monolith of corrugated steel and rotting wood. .I stepped out of my black Hyundai quietly wearing a resolved look.Caleb stepped down as well from the passengers seat, following closely behind me, his eyes scanning the desolate surroundings with practiced vigilance. The silence of the night was heavy, broken only by the crunch of gravel under our feet as we approached the entrance.I straightened my suit jacket, feeling the cool, crisp fabric against my skin. The suit was a deep, absorbing black, designed to blend into the shadows as if I were one with the darkness itself. Caleb, , kept his distance but remained close enough to sense any danger that might lay behind.. His dark leather jacket and stern face spoke volumes, his silence echoing the tension that crackled in the air.When we finally reached the the steel door right at the front of the entrance I took some moment to wait and give

(Ivy's POV)The taxi hummed beneath us, the steady rumble of the engine weaving into the faint whispers from the backseat. Ethan and Lily were talking in low tones, their words a mixture of arguments and hushed laughter, lost in their own little world. I glanced at them briefly, catching Ethan’s furrowed brows and Lily’s exaggerated hand movements. A small smile tugged at my lips. Kids.I turned my gaze back to the road ahead, but my mind drifted elsewhere, inevitably pulling me back to earlier that day. Adrian. It had been years since I last saw him, and yet, when our paths crossed again, my reaction had been immediate, like a reflex. I could still feel the thud of my heartbeat from the moment I saw him, standing there, looking as handsome as ever. The years hadn’t touched him, it seemed. If anything, they had only sharpened the edges of his charm.The way my stomach had turned in that moment I couldn't ignore it. I had ducked into my car, hiding like a teenager caught staring

(IVY POV)The tension was thick in the air, suffocating like smoke. I could feel it soreness in my throat, making it hard to breathe. Adrian’s presence loomed large, his eyes darting between Dr. Collins, and I with a storm brewing behind them. The gun in his hand was still warm, a reminder of how close we were to the brink. James was still lying slumped in the half-open car door, holding his twisted ankle, his face contorted with pain and fear.Adrian’s face twisted with confusion as he turned to us, his brow furrowed and lips pursed in frustration. "Do you guys know him?" His voice was sharp, demanding answers. Before any of us could respond, he proceeded to fire off a barrage of more questions, his agitation growing with each word.“And by the way, who were those guys banging at your gate? What was all that commotion for? And who were those kids you were with moments ago? And how long have you even been arou…?”“I’m… I’m innocent.” Adrian’s interrogation was cut short by t

(IVY POV)The piercing wail of the sirens broke the stillness of the evening, growing louder with each second until the police car pulled up in front of my gate. I stood frozen, Adrian was still standing by the car door holding his short gun, his body tense but composed, his sharp eyes focused onJames, who was still slumped inside the car, clutching his injured ankle. James’s face still twisting with pain, his brow sweaty as he struggled to adjust his leg into a more comfortable position, each movement drawing a pained groan.The police car came to a stop, and the doors swung open. The officers stepped out, their expressions hardened, their movements deliberate and methodical as they approached. I glanced at Dr. Collins, our eyes meeting in a brief, shared moment of unease. She gave me a tight, uncertain nod. I turned back slightly, catching Adrian’s gaze. I wanted to speak, to ask him if we were doing the right thing, but the words tangled on my tongue, lost in the heavy air

(THIRD POV)Dr. Collins leaned back against the cracked leather seat of the taxi, her fingers drumming restlessly on her lap. The sky outside had turned a heavy, ominous shade of blue, the last light of the day smothered by thick clouds, and the streetlights buzzed to life, casting long shadows across the road. It was so much darker than when she had first left Ivy’s place; the hours had slipped away faster than she realized, and the creeping night felt like a veil of anxiety settling over her shoulders.Her phone vibrated again, shaking against the side of her purse. She glanced at the screen, Collins name flashing insistently. “I’m almost home, Collins, why are you still calling?” she muttered to herself, frustration simmering beneath her breath. She ignored the call, letting it ring out, but the persistent noise rattled her nerves. She leaned forward, gesturing to the driver. “Can you please speed up?”The driver nodded, his eyes meeting hers in the rearview mirror before