Chapter 323 Late Nights.

Ella

The chilling revelation about Officer Daniels left a pit in my stomach, but not for the reasons Logan might’ve assumed. It wasn’t fear that gnawed at me-it was a burning anger. Injustice had always spurred me to action.

As we walked back to the car, Logan turned to me, his eyes full of concern. “Ella, if you think this is too much, it’s not too late to walk away.”

I let out a sarcastic laugh, masking the fierce determination bubbling beneath the surface. “Logan, walking away is not in my nature. This just got a lot more personal.”

His gaze softened, relief evident. “Good, because I could really use someone like you on my side.”

The rain had lightened up, but the weight of the situation bore down on us. “We need that casing, Logan. But how do we get Daniels to hand it over?”

Logan smirked. “I have a few ideas.”

“Such as?” He paused for a moment, as if deciding how much to share. “What do you think of a visit to Officer Daniels’ home?”

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Go on.”

Logan motioned for me to follow him. As we approached his sleek, black car, several imposing figures stood waiting-his men.

“Daniels needs some… persuasion,” Logan began, his tone matter-of-fact. “My men can help with that.”

A plan was forming already in my mind. “So we show up, make him sweat a bit, and then…?”

Logan finished my thought, “We retrieve the bullet casing. But Ella, I need you to know, my men won’t harm him. They’re here for intimidation, nothing more.” I nodded. “As long as no one gets hurt, I’m in.”

with the weight of Logan’s posse in tow, the uncertainty of what awaited us was palpable. Porch lights dimly lit the wet streets, creating a soft glow that

of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly creaked open to reveal

yet assertive. “We need to have a chat, Officer

sweat forming on his forehead. “I don’t know what you’re talking

gasp from Daniels. “I think you do. Now, are

his voice shaky. “Not in front of

with only the silhouette of

the situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the casing. We promise nothing will happen to you or your

moments, he disappeared into his home, only to return with a small plastic bag containing the bullet casing. He

more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding his arms. “Who

nervously between Logan and his men. “Promise me you’ll

give you my word. In fact,” he signaled to two of his

eyes. “It was a lawyer. Westbrook, I believe his name was. He paid me

each other a quizzical glance; someone must have paid Westbrook to hide

he retreated into his home, closing the door behind him. As we drove back to the firm, the streetlights

silence. “I can pick you up in the morning.” I shook my head. “No, I need to start this now.

a moment, then nodded. “Alright. I’ll come with you,

head to the door, but I stopped him. “You should go home,

there’s no way I’m

pulled all-nighters before. I’ll be fine,”

not every day you get to

replied, “Fine, but if we’re

grinned. “You read

set up shop in my office-me behind my desk with an array of legal documents spread out like a deck of cards, and

me a precedent case. “A cop tried to hide evidence, just like Daniels. And he

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