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.”

tow, the uncertainty of what awaited us was palpable.

on the rooftops. One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly creaked open to reveal a

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

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

motioned 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

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

lights dimmed, with only the silhouette of a woman,

us the casing. We promise nothing will

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

Daniels’ hand. “Now tell me one more thing, Officer Daniels,”

whispered, his eyes darting nervously between Logan

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

evident in his eyes. “It was 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

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

said. Without another word, he retreated into his home, closing the door behind him. As we drove back to the firm, the streetlights painted fleeting streaks of orange on Logan’s face, revealing

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

for a moment, then nodded. “Alright. I’ll

him. “You should go home, Logan. Get some rest. Tomorrow’s

me. “Ella, there’s no way I’m letting you work late

before. I’ll be

eyes. “Besides, it’s not every day you get

“Fine, but if we’re going to burn the midnight oil,

grinned. “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

cop tried to