Chapter Seventy-Five.

Once the evening winds had breezed into his face, Colton was face with the dawn of realization that was his freedom. With a smirk across his lips, he slipped the phone into his pockets after the call with Kayla and he looked to the man before him who was all but pleased.

And that man so happened to be Isabella’s father—Gerald Evans.

“It’s a pleasure to have worked with you again” Colton croaked in the dead of the night as his hands went into his deep pockets. He cleared his throat and Gerald ran his fingers through his hair. “This is the last time” He gritted through sour teeth.

“This is the last time you ever drag me into your messes, the last time i help you” He raised his voice and Colton cackled. “I doubt, Mr Evans. Because as long as i still keep your secrets, even decades after, you will always be indebted to me” He replied and Gerald inched close enough to bury his hands into his chest.

“Not the cost of betraying my own daughter” He grunted.

“The daughter who doesn’t want anyth