Facade of Love

Chapter 111

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Chapter 111 The Castle on the Island

A road stretched out before us as Liam got the car moving again. We followed the path

until a lake came into view, with castle–like buildings that looked like they belonged in a

medieval painting from centuries past, standing majestically in the middle of the water.

The road to the castle hugged the mountainside, paved with asphalt. I craned my neck to

see the cliff we had descended–a sheer drop of a hundred meters. That was where Liam’s

‘elevator‘ clung to the

rock face.

Settling back into my seat, 1 gazed at the castles across the lake and asked, “Is this the

only way to get to the castle?“!

Liam nodded. “That’s the general idea. Some might try to come down from the mountains

around here, but it’s a risky climb. The slopes are steep and not exactly what you’d call

safe.”

I nodded in understanding. The place was ringed by rugged mountains, enclosing the vast

lake. It was the kind of spot where only the rich would think to build their grand castles.

Once we got inside, I could tell this place was a fortress of secrecy. If the cops ever tried to

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dig up here, they would hit a dead end–no way they could sneak in.

It made sense why Officer Jackson had called this spot tricky for the police.

We rolled up to a bridge where a guy was waiting. As we pulled to a stop, he strolled over.

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Liam flicked him a business card, and the guy took it with a nod, then took over the

parking duties. We crossed the bridge and made a beeline for the castle.

This castle was a maze of twists and turns, but the entrance was just a staircase. Liam had

obviously been here before. He caught my wary look and flashed me a grin. “No need to

worry. It’s all modern on the inside—no vampires or bats hanging around.”

I cracked up. “How’d you guess I was thinking that?”

He let out a light chuckle. “That’s what the books and movies always go for creepy castles

to set the spooky scene.”

He had a point.

Chatting away, we stepped into the castle, and it was not the least bit eerie.

Beyond the old–school facade, it was as modern as any other building. The ground floor

was alive with chatter, and folles were having a blast with their chips at the card tables.

A guy in a suit, belly leading the way, noticed us come in and beamed at Liam. “Mr. Young,

what a surprise! What brings you to our neck of the woods?”

Liam gave a small nod. “Mr. Ziegler, I heard Mr. Lanier’s back in town. I’m here to catch

up. Is he around?”

The man paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his face, but he quickly slapped on a grin

and said, What are you talking about, Mr. Young? My humble spot here isn’t exactly a

magnet for the big shots. You’re pulling my leg, right? Plus, everyone knows Mr. Lanier

took off years ago. No way he’s coming back!”

Liam let out a chuckle. “Really? Because I could’ve sworn I saw him a couple of days ago.

At Madam Young’s birthday party, he sent over a gift. I just wanted to drop by and say

thanks. You’re not trying to give me the cold shoulder, are you, Mr. Ziegler?”

Mr. Ziegler’s face went through a whole gymnastics routine of emotions before he

managed to say, Mr. Lanier’s back for real? Let me just check on that.” He pretended to be

all flustered. “You see how swamped I am? I can’t even keep track of things.”

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Even someone like me, who was not the best at reading between the lines, could tell Mr.

Ziegler was dodging the question. That guy was a piece of work.

He put on quite the act, pretending to call someone. Whether it was a real call or just for

show, nob*dy knew. There he was, nodding and talking into the phone. After he hung up,

he turned to Liam with a big, fake smile. “Mr. Lanier, that sneaky guy, didn’t even drop me

a line about coming back. Mr. Young, why don’t you head up to the second floor and chill

for a bit? Mr. Lanier will be here any

minute

He waved us toward the stairs, and Liam followed him up to a cozy little tea room. Mr.

Ziegler was all bows and smiles as he served Liam some tea, shot me a quick look, and

then scooted out with that same forced smile.

As soon as he left, I took the chance to scope out the place. The castle was huge. If Noah

did bring someone here, where in the world would he stash them?

“Stop looking. Noah’s no dummy. If he’s up to no good with a girl, he wouldn’t hide her

where she could be found so easily,” Liam said, sipping his tea with a graceful air.

I knew Noah was too clever to leave someone out in the open, but when I was worried, my

mind would be a mess. Plus, there was something about this place that gave me the

creeps. It was just too eerie.

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