Chapter 582
Chapter 582:
Sienna was in a dog cage. A literal, large-breed dog cage. She was weeping, her makeup smeared, her designer dress ruined.
“Let me out!” she screamed when she saw him. “Liam! Baby! This isn’t funny p>
Liam pulled up a chair and sat down. He was still wearing the black tactical gear from the Thorne raid. He took off his mask.
“I’m not Liam right now,” he said calmly. “Liam is a pushover. Liam forgives p>
He picked up a syringe from a metal tray. It was filled with saline solution, but Sienna didn’t know that.
“This,” Liam tapped the syringe, “is Blue Velvet p>
Sienna screamed, scrambling back against the bars. “No! No! I didn’t know! Lucian made me p>
“You knew,” Liam said. “You wore the ring. The snake ring. You were there when she died in the first timeline. You watched p>
Sienna froze. “How… how do you know about that p>
“Because I remember,” Liam lied. He didn’t, not really, but he knew enough from Skye’s journals.
He reached through the bars and jabbed the needle into the mattress next to her leg.
Sienna shrieked, clutching her arm as if she’d been stung.
“It takes about an hour,” Liam said, checking his watch. “First the itching. Then the cold p>
Sienna started scratching her arms frantically. “It itches! It itches! Make it stop p>
It was purely psychosomatic. The power of suggestion.
“Tell me where the money is,” Liam said. “Lucian’s contingency fund. The crypto keys p>
“I don’t know p>
“Think harder,” Liam said, standing up. “Or I leave you here to rot p>
“I saw him!” Sienna sobbed, her mind breaking under the strain of the imagined poison. “I saw him put a drive in the Bible! The one on his desk! He thought I was asleep, but I was watching p>
Liam smiled. “Good girl p>
о𝗉𝘵i𝗺𝖺l 𝘳ead𝘪𝗇𝗀 𝗲𝘅p𝖾r𝗶е𝗻𝗰е oո 𝗯𝖾.𝗰о𝗺
He didn’t need a cleaner. He didn’t need witnesses. He walked back up the stairs, leaving Sienna to her self-inflicted nightmare.
At the top of the stairs, he paused. He pulled out his phone and sent a secure message to Alistair.
Graves Office. Hollow Bible. Crypto Keys. Confirmed.
Then he looked back down at the cage.
“It was just water, Sienna,” he called down. “But you deserve the fear p>
He turned off the lights and locked the door.
The office of Oracle Holdings was a fortress of glass and steel. Skye sat behind her desk. She was still weak, still pale, but color was returning to her cheeks. Alistair sat on the sofa, cleaning his gun. The elevator chimed.
Liam walked in. He was clean-shaven, wearing a suit. He looked like the old Liam, the CEO, but his eyes were ancient.
He carried a thick stack of documents.
He dropped them on Skye’s desk.
“Sign these,” he said.
Skye opened the folder. Transfer of assets. Deed to Kensington Global. Deed to the Manor. Stocks. Bonds.