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.”

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 the

One of Logan’s men knocked. The door slowly creaked open to reveal

yet assertive. “We need to have a chat, Officer Daniels.

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

enough to elicit a gasp from Daniels. “I think you do. Now, are we going to do this the easy way or the hard

voice shaky. “Not in

the lights dimmed, with only the silhouette of a woman, possibly Daniels’ wife, peeking through

the situation. “Officer Daniels, just give us the casing. We promise nothing will happen to you or

wheels 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

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

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

In fact,” he signaled to two of his men, “these gentlemen will stay

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

a quizzical glance; someone must have paid Westbrook to hide this evidence, I was

closing the door behind him. As we drove back to the firm, the streetlights painted fleeting streaks of orange on Logan’s face, revealing

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

then nodded. “Alright.

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

“Ella, there’s no way I’m letting you work late by

all-nighters before. I’ll be fine,” I

“Besides, it’s not every day you get to work on something like this… Especially not with someone like you. We’re

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

grinned. “You read

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

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