Chapter 236 Temptations And Triggers
Liam finally stepped out of the taxi, the cool city air brushing past his face as the cab’s taillights glowed red under the morning sun. He stood there in nothing but his robe and bare feet, but his mind was too clouded for embarrassment. He reached into the robe pocket and pulled out the crumpled hundred-dollar note he’d took from Vanessa earlier. Wordlessly, he handed it over to the old cab driver.
The man gave a sly grin and began to slowly pull the car forward, clearly intending to keep the whole bill. But before the car could move more than a foot, Liam casually lifted his leg and tapped the rear bumper with his foot.
THUD!
The whole car shuddered as if a small wrecking ball had struck it. The cab jerked and bounced slightly on its wheels.
The old man snapped his head out the window, eyes wide. "Hey! What the hell—"
"Give me my change, old man," Liam said, voice calm but firm.
Grumbling and snorting, the driver reached into his side pouch and handed Liam a wad of smaller bills. Liam counted them quickly. It was $95.
"It’s surprisingly cheap to get halfway across the city," he muttered.
The taxi sped off angrily, but Liam was already turning his attention to something else. He looked to the side, spotting a hunched figure sitting on a corner near the building’s entrance. A homeless man, skin wrinkled and clothes stained from too many nights on the street, held out a trembling hand.
Liam walked up without a word and dropped the $95 in his lap. The man looked up in stunned disbelief, but Liam didn’t stay long enough to hear the thanks. His eyes had already turned upward—toward the penthouse suite crowning the skyscraper.
"Let’s hope she’s home," he said under his breath.