Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 93

Sarah's

pov.

It is another day. I had barely gotten out of the car before Richard was already a few steps ahead, his focus fixed on the building in front of us.

Martins had set this up. A "hidden ally" with insider knowledge. Someone who could help us navigate the network and, hopefully, get us out of the mess we'd found ourselves in.

I couldn't help but think about the last few days. We were making progress, but every move we made felt like we were playing a dangerous game, and I wasn't sure how much longer we could keep this up without someone getting hurt.

I glanced at Richard's back. He was so sure of himself now, so determined. I had to admit, it was hard to ignore the fire in his eyes when he was focused.

He wasn't the same man I used to know-not the one who was always playing it safe and never got his hands dirty. But he was still my Richard, the man I'd known long before everything spiraled out of control.

And yet, the more we worked together, the more I realized how little I truly knew about him. The secrets he was still hiding.

The things he hadn't shared. I didn't know if it was fear, or some part of him still wanting to protect me, but the truth was, I was feeling more and more like I was in the dark.

We entered the building. The air was stale, thick with the smell of old papers and dust.

Martins was waiting for us inside, and standing beside him was someone I didn't expect-a man whose sharp features seemed to belong in a place far more polished than this.

"Sarah, Richard," Martins greeted us, his voice low, almost like a warning. "This is Leo. He's an insider, someone who's been close to the network."

Leo didn't shake my hand, but he did give me a curt nod. I studied him carefully. His eyes were too calm, too practiced. As if he'd seen everything and didn't blink when faced with danger.

cool but oddly sincere. "I've got a few things you

at him while Martins leaned against the

Richard said, his voice sharp. "What

small, folded piece

is. The people you're dealing with? They're not just businessmen or criminals. They're powerful. And they've got eyes

my pulse quicken. Eyes everywhere.

the ones who handle the operations in different areas. They're the ones who really call

wasn't just processing Leo's words-I was trying to figure out if I

his voice lowering, "there are double agents. People you think are on your side, but they're feeding information back to the network. You

demanded. "Who

in his chair, crossing his arms. "Can't say for sure, but I know they're

to keep my face neutral, but inside, my mind was racing.

shake the feeling that

I saw the same thing in his eyes. Fear. Or maybe it was

taking this all in, but I could tell he didn't want to believe it. He had enough on

them?" I asked, my voice

the silence stretched long enough that I started to

both. The

be Martins, it could be James-hell, it could be someone in this very room. The fear tightened its grip on me. But I couldn't

focused. He

to Martins. "Do you know anything about this?

met my gaze, his face unreadable. "It's not something we talk about openly. But I've heard whispers.

inside, something was screaming. What if

Or worse, what if