Yes, his plan succeeded.
However, it was a plan that was going to ruin his friendship with Kyle.
Brandon carried the unconscious Clover over his shoulder and threw her into his car. Bumping into anyone at this moment was literally sending him to hell.
As he reversed the car, his foot went numb. He couldn't feel anything although he was stepping on the oil pedal. Sending a vulnerable girl into harm's way was going against Kyle's principles. He understood it very well. But it was either this or having those pictures exposed. There wasn't any third option or a win-win situation. He warned her! He warned her to stay away! He warned her to leave this place!
She didn't listen.
So now, it'd be her fault if anything bad happened to her... right?
"Damn!" He slapped the steering and sped away. 'Don't waver. You're doing this for Kyle, man.'
Upon reaching the entrance of the deserted place sent by the anonymous sender, Brandon hesitated once more. He surveyed his surroundings—a drab and
