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. Porch lights dimly lit the wet streets, creating a soft glow that made

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

Logan stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive. “We need to have a chat, Officer Daniels. About a certain bullet

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

from Daniels. “I think you do. Now,

voice shaky. “Not in front of

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

situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the

in his mind clearly turning. After a few tense moments, he disappeared into his

one more thing, Officer Daniels,” Logan said, folding

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

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

nodded 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 had to go down… no matter what. I swear, I don’t know

someone must have paid Westbrook to hide this evidence,

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

I shook my head. “No, I need to start this now. The first court session

nodded.

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

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

before. I’ll be fine,”

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

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

“You read my

of cream. We set up shop in my

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