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.”

Even with the weight of Logan’s posse in tow, the uncertainty of what awaited us was palpable. Porch

soft pitter-patter of rain. on the rooftops. One of

you want?” he stammered. Logan stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We need to have

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

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

Daniels whispered, his voice shaky. “Not in front

looked around. The house was quiet, the lights dimmed, with only the silhouette of a woman, possibly Daniels’ wife,

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

in his mind clearly turning. After a few tense moments, he disappeared into his home, only to return with a small plastic bag containing the bullet casing. He handed it over with a

one more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding his arms. “Who paid you to hide

between Logan and his men. “Promise me you’ll keep my

fact,” he signaled to two of his

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 anything

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

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

in the morning.” I

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

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

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

I’ll be fine,” I said

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

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

grinned. “You

up shop in my office-me behind my desk with an

me a precedent case. “A cop tried