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.”

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.

only by the soft pitter-patter of rain. on the rooftops. One of Logan’s men

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

swallowed hard, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

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 or

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

only the silhouette of a woman, possibly Daniels’ wife, peeking through

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

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

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

Logan and his

to two of his men, “these gentlemen will stay nearby, undercover.

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

was a heavy silence. Logan and I shot each other a quizzical glance; someone must have paid Westbrook to hide this evidence, I was sure of it.

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 streaks of orange on Logan’s face, revealing the deep furrows

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

paused for a moment, then nodded. “Alright.

but I stopped him. “You should go home, Logan. Get some rest. Tomorrow’s a big

eyes studying me. “Ella, there’s no

before. I’ll be fine,” I said with a

“Besides, it’s not every

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

“You read

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

case. “A cop tried