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Chapter 323

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.”

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

Daniels’ doorstep, the silence interrupted only by the soft pitter-patter of rain. on the rooftops. One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly creaked open to reveal a disheveled Daniels,

the hell do you want?” he stammered. Logan stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We need to have a chat, Officer

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

elicit a gasp from Daniels. “I think you do. Now, are we going to do this the

voice shaky. “Not in

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

just give us the casing.

looked from me to Logan, the wheels in his mind clearly turning. After a few tense moments, he disappeared into his home, only to return with a small plastic

more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding his arms. “Who paid you to hide

nervously between Logan and his

nodded. “I give you my word. In fact,” he signaled to two of

“It was a lawyer. Westbrook, I believe his name was. He paid me to hide this bullet, and that Logan had to go

and I shot each other a quizzical glance; someone

behind him. As we drove back to the firm, the streetlights painted fleeting streaks

in the morning.” I shook my

a moment, then nodded. “Alright.

to head to the door, but I stopped him.

there’s no way I’m letting you

be fine,” I

“Besides, it’s not every day you get to work on something

“Fine, but if we’re

“You read

fetched a pot of freshly brewed coffee and poured us both mugs. Logan’s was black, like his attire, 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

“A cop tried to hide evidence, just

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