My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

While Esther was engrossed in reviewing the data, Logan didn't disturb her. Instead, he examined her sketch. Esther had exceptional drawing skills. With just a few strokes, she captured the essence.

Logan had glanced out the window and seen the similarity between the sketch and Bradley. He wondered why Bradley would make such an obvious mistake if he were indeed the head of the criminal organization.

After scrutinizing the drawing for a while, Logan took out his phone and contacted his colleague to investigate Bradley. It was better to err on the side of eliminating the threat than to let it pass. -

It took Esther a full hour to go through all the files in the compressed package. She looked up from the screen, slightly dazed, and asked solemnly, "Logan, after tracking this case for so long, is this all the information we have?"

"Yes," Logan replied. "The enemy is more cunning than I anticipated. Once they sense danger, they cut off the tail to survive."

Esther nodded. She could tell that despite continuous investigations, there had been minimal progress in these cases.

"So, what do we do now?" Esther nervously asked.

"The best outcome would be to gather evidence against the criminal group and apprehend those involved," Logan stated.

say it, Esther knew the worst-case scenario—failure in their mission could cost their lives. However, there was a possibility that the adversaries

in catching

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failed confession for the first time left Bradley feeling inexplicably frustrated. Upon returning to his temporary

but novels to win one's wife back. She

a drink but remembered the doctor's advice, placing the glass aside. He casually opened his phone

his phone screen displayed a missed call from

asked coldly, "What

Warner, Mr. Oliver Quill wants to see you,"

Bradley's eyes instantly

"When?"

"Now," Dylan answered.