Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 294

On a quiet suburban street, Naylor was driving his car alone.

He wasn’t speeding. Every so often, a car would catch up to him from behind, eagerly overtaking him to continue ahead.

The vehicles that might have been tailing him before had been left in the dust.

And Herman…

Naylor glanced at his phone screen, sent Herman a location, then kept on driving.

About half an hour later, Naylor’s car pulled to a slow halt outside a familiar abandoned factory.

In the past, this was where their group would occasionally meet. And once again, Keeley had decided to set their rendezvous here.

Naylor got out of the car and slowly made his way towards the overgrown yard.

When he got to the factory entrance, he gave the interior a quick once-over.

Inside the vacant factory, Keeley sat quietly behind a pile of messy, discarded equipment, not even lifting an eyelid.

Beside Keeley, Naylor’s wife was lying silently on the ground, unconscious.

Naylor stood at the entrance for a moment, sending another message to Herman on his phone before slowly stepping inside.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Upon hearing footsteps, Keeley slowly lifted his eyes. Seeing Naylor walking towards him alone, Keeley gave a small smile and greeted him as usual, “You’re here.”

Naylor approached him, his eyes dark, “What are you doing?”

Keeley looked at Naylor’s grim face and replied in a tone he’d always used, like an elder reprimanding a wayward youngster, stern yet filled with sorrow.

Keeley glanced at the woman lying at his feet, then slowly said, “Don’t worry, she’s just drugged and asleep. She’ll wake up in a few hours, no harm done.”

Naylor took a look at his wife, then turned to Keeley, his voice stern, “I’m asking you!”

At his words, Keeley just sat there, chuckled and replied, “I told you, if you want me dead, I won’t complain. God knows what I would’ve become without your care all these years.”

Naylor sneered, “It’s my fault for not doing a better job, leading you to do something as insane as this.”

Keeley slowly stood up, sighed, and said, “I’m not afraid of death, but I don’t want to die in confusion. So, there are some things I need to clear up.”

They’d first met because of an accident involving Keeley’s parents. At the time, Keeley was a seventeen-year-old high school student who’d suddenly lost both parents and was plunged into confusion and despair.

Naylor started showing up in his life, acting like a father figure, offering care and guidance.

From initial resistance to acceptance, Keeley finally emerged from that confusing time and entered a new world.

This new realm was one Naylor created for him, a world filled with thrills and excitement he’d never experienced before, and absolute freedom.

He’d lost himself in this world for a long time, only starting to wake up today.

“If you want to know something, why didn’t you just ask me directly? Why choose this way?” Naylor said, “Do you realize how foolish this is?”

Keeley caught on to the flawlessness in Naylor’s words, chuckled, and said, “Don’t worry, like I said, I never intended to betray you. I still believe that our issues should be settled between us. I have no other intentions, I just want the truth from you.”

“What do you want to know?”

Ten years ago, there was an arson case at Tranquil Waters Suites. A family of four, three dead, one seriously injured. The injured person survived but ended up in a mental hospital due to mental illness, Keeley said, “Do you remember this case?”

Naylor seemed to think for a while before replying, “I remember.”

“The suspect in this case was not convicted due to a lack of witnesses, do you remember?”

Naylor didn’t answer him, only asking, “Why are you bringing up this case?”

Keeley suddenly laughed, slowly saying, “Because my parents were witnesses to this case. But two days later, they died in a car accident.”

Naylor seemed to sense something.

“My parents’ company was near Tranquil Waters Suites. They had to pass by there every day on their way home, so they might have seen the incident. Also, a colleague from their company who also

witnessed the fire had an accident a few days later,” Keeley slowly said, “Do you think these were all coincidences?”

After a moment of silence, Naylor slowly said, “Are you suggesting your parents’ deaths weren’t accidental?”

“I don’t know.” Keeley turned to look at him, saying seriously, “That’s why I’m asking you now, hoping you can give me an answer.”

Naylor and Keeley locked eyes for a moment before Naylor slowly started laughing, a laugh filled with disappointment and anger.

He suddenly turned around, seemingly unwilling to look at Keeley anymore, but couldn’t help but yell, “Foolish! Utterly foolish!”

Keeley wanted to say something, but Naylor suddenly turned back around, raising his hand.

Pointing at him was the dark, silent barrel of a gun..

Keeley’s pupils suddenly constricted.

When Herman received the last location Naylor had sent, he rushed over only to find an empty field, nothing else.

Herman was sure this wasn’t the final location, but since Naylor didn’t send another message, he had no choice but to search the area.

Ten minutes later, he spotted Naylor’s car parked outside an abandoned factory.

Herman quickly drove over. Just as he parked, he heard two gunshots from inside the factory-

Herman’s face changed abruptly. He quickly got out of the car and rushed towards the factory.

When he reached the entrance with his gun drawn, he saw Naylor checking on his unconscious wife while clutching his bleeding arm. Lying quietly on the ground next to them was Keeley, looking just like… a dead man.

Herman immediately barged in, “Sir!”

Naylor was pale, sweat dripping down his face. After taking a glance at Herman, he managed to say, “You’re here…”

“What happened?” Herman eyed Keeley on the floor, then moved to check on Naylor’s injuries.

“I’m fine,” Naylor said. “He tried to attack me, and I drew my gun to stop him. But then he wrestled with me… I got hit by a bullet, but I managed to regain control of the gun and subdue him in the end…