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.”

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

of Logan’s

you want?” he stammered. Logan stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet assertive.

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

from Daniels. “I think you do.

shaky. “Not in front of my

the silhouette of a woman, possibly Daniels’ wife, peeking through the window

give us the casing. We promise nothing will happen

into his home, only to return

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

Logan and his men.

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

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

heavy silence. Logan and I shot each other a quizzical glance; someone must have paid Westbrook to

retreated 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 deep

Logan said, breaking the silence. “I can pick you up in the morning.” I shook my head. “No, I need to start this

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

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

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

be fine,” I

twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “Besides, it’s not every day you get to work on something like this… Especially not with someone

if we’re going to burn the midnight oil,

“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 to a database he had

a precedent case. “A cop

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