I started gathering everything I could—financial records, contracts, anything that linked Dante and Evelyn to shady dealings. It wasn’t easy, but I had learned a lot from my time with both of them. I knew where to look, and I knew how to keep my head down.
The morning light filtered through my apartment window, casting a warm glow on the stacks of papers scattered across my kitchen table. My heart raced with every document I unfolded, each revealing layers of corruption I had barely scratched the surface of during my previous life intertwined with Dante. As I flipped through a stack of contracts, I felt a mixture of adrenaline and dread.
The faint smell of coffee wafted through the air, a comforting backdrop to my brewing determination. I poured myself another cup and returned to my rese
