CHAPTER TWENTY ONE – FIRE AT THE AGENCY

The sleek glass building of Montez and Associates loomed before Madison, its name emblazoned in bold chrome letters. Taking a deep breath, she parked the car, her apprehension growing with each step towards the entrance. The sterile, modern lobby buzzed with activity. A sleek reception desk, manned by a young woman with a bright red bob, was the first point of contact. "Good afternoon," Madison greeted the woman, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness. "I'm here for a meeting with Mr. Montez." The woman gave her a smile, but it seemed strained. "Mr. Montez?" she repeated, her brow furrowing slightly. "I don't see any appointment for him under your name." Confused, Madison reiterated what Sonia had told her on the phone. "But I received a call…" "Excuse me," a voice interrupted, cutting through Madison's explanation. "Madison?" she exclaimed, a surprised look crossing her face. "What are you doing here?" Relief washed over Madison. It was Bella, her best friend. "Bella?" Ma