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.”

modest suburban home was tense. Even with the weight of Logan’s posse in tow, the uncertainty of what

One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly creaked open to reveal a disheveled Daniels, his eyes widening in surprise and

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

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

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

voice shaky. “Not

with only the silhouette of a woman,

us the casing. We promise nothing will happen

he disappeared into his home, only to return with a small plastic bag containing the bullet casing. He handed it over with a trembling

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

Logan and his men. “Promise

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

“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

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

him. As we drove back to the firm, the streetlights painted fleeting streaks of orange on Logan’s face, revealing

“I can pick you up in the morning.” I shook my head. “No, I need to start

nodded.

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

eyes studying me. “Ella, there’s no way

all-nighters before. I’ll be fine,” I

every day you get to work on something like this… Especially not with someone like you. We’re

I replied, “Fine, but if we’re going to burn

“You read my

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 open to a database he had

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