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.”

drive to 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,

rooftops. One of

forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We need

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

from Daniels. “I think you do. Now, are we going to do this the easy way or the hard

whispered, his voice shaky. “Not

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

calm the situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the casing. We promise nothing

clearly turning. After a few tense moments, he disappeared into his home, only to

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

his eyes darting nervously between Logan and his men.

signaled to two of his men, “these gentlemen will stay nearby, undercover. To ensure your

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 don’t know

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

Officer 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 fleeting

late,” Logan said, breaking the silence. “I can pick you up in the morning.” I shook my head. “No, I need to start

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

head to the door, but I stopped him. “You should go home, Logan. Get some rest. Tomorrow’s

eyes studying me. “Ella, there’s no

I’ll be fine,” I said with a

said firmly, but with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “Besides, it’s not every

“Fine, but if we’re going to burn

grinned. “You read my

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

showing me a precedent case. “A cop tried to hide evidence, just like