His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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.”

the uncertainty of what awaited us was palpable. Porch lights dimly lit the wet streets, creating a soft glow that made the

the silence interrupted only by the soft pitter-patter of rain. on the rooftops. One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly

his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We need to have a

beads of sweat forming on his forehead. “I

to his men, who subtly stepped closer, their sheer presence enough to elicit a gasp from Daniels. “I think you do. Now, are we going to do this the easy way

Daniels whispered, his voice shaky. “Not in front of my

looked around. The house was quiet, the lights dimmed, with only the silhouette of a woman, possibly Daniels’

stepped forward, trying to calm the situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the

the wheels in his mind clearly turning. After a few tense moments, he disappeared into his home, only to return with a small plastic bag containing the bullet casing.

hand. “Now tell me one more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding his arms. “Who paid you to hide

me,” Daniels whispered, his eyes darting nervously between Logan and his men. “Promise

word. In fact,” he signaled to two of his men, “these gentlemen will stay nearby, undercover.

name was. He paid me to hide this bullet, and that Logan had to go down… no matter what. I

Logan and I shot each other a quizzical glance; someone must have paid Westbrook

Daniels,” I said. Without another word, he retreated into his home, closing the door behind him. As we drove back to the firm, the streetlights painted

morning.” I shook my head. “No, I need

then nodded.

him. “You should go

me. “Ella, there’s no way

I’ll be fine,”

not every day you

replied, “Fine, but if we’re

“You

mine had a splash of cream. We set up shop in my office-me behind my desk with an array of legal documents spread out like a deck of cards, and Logan opposite, his laptop open to a database he had

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