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.”

Logan’s posse in tow, the uncertainty of what awaited us was palpable. Porch lights dimly lit the wet streets, creating

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

forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We

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

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

shaky. “Not in front of my

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

trying to calm the situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the casing. We promise

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

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

Logan and his men.

“I give you my word. In fact,” he signaled to two of his men, “these gentlemen

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

someone must have paid Westbrook to hide this evidence, I

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

the morning.” I shook my head.

moment, then nodded. “Alright. I’ll come with

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

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

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

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

I replied, “Fine, but if we’re

“You read

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

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