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.”

Daniels’ modest suburban home was tense. 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, creating a soft glow that made the shadows

One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly

Logan stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We need to have a

hard, beads of sweat forming on his

stepped closer, their sheer presence enough to elicit a gasp from Daniels.

Daniels whispered, his voice shaky. “Not in front

the silhouette of

forward, trying to calm the situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the casing. We promise

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

pouch from Daniels’ hand. “Now tell me one more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding his

darting nervously between Logan and his men. “Promise

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

a lawyer. Westbrook, I believe his name was. He paid me to hide this bullet, and that Logan had to go down… no matter what. I swear, I

heavy silence. Logan and I shot each other a quizzical glance; someone must

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

you up in the morning.” I shook my head. “No, I need to start this now. The first court

nodded. “Alright. I’ll

to the door, but I stopped him. “You

there’s no

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

on my watch,” he said firmly, but with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “Besides, it’s not every day you get to work on something like this… Especially not with someone like you. We’re

my eyes, I replied, “Fine, but if we’re going to burn the midnight oil, we need

grinned. “You read my

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 open to a database he had ‘special access’

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