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.”

the uncertainty of what awaited us was palpable. Porch lights dimly lit the wet streets, creating a soft

arrived at Daniels’ doorstep, the silence interrupted only by the soft pitter-patter of rain. on the rooftops. One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly creaked open to

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

forming on his

motioned to his men, who subtly stepped closer, their sheer presence enough to elicit a gasp from Daniels. “I

shaky. “Not in

the lights dimmed, with only the silhouette

give us the casing. We promise nothing will happen to you or your

disappeared into his home, only to return with a small plastic bag containing the bullet casing. He

Daniels’ hand. “Now tell me one more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding his arms. “Who paid you

eyes darting nervously between Logan and his men.

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

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,

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

door behind him. As we drove back to the

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

moment, then nodded.

about to head to the door, but I stopped him. “You

me. “Ella, there’s no

pulled all-nighters before. I’ll be fine,”

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

if we’re going to burn the midnight

“You read

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 ‘special access’

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

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