Leos POV
The morning sun cast its warm glow through the windows of my makeshift study, illuminating the room's cozy corners and the mountain of information spread across my desk. Amari and I had wasted no time diving into our investigation, driven by our renewed commitment to uncover the truth. We had spent the night combing through every piece of paper we could get our hands on.
I watched as Amari meticulously reviewed the autopsy reports, her brow furrowed in concentration. Her determination was unwavering, and it filled the room with a palpable sense of purpose. It was clear that she had taken the reins in our pursuit of answers.
The details of the reports painted a grim picture, and the weight of the case bore down on us. Yet, in Amari’s presence, I found a renewed sense of resolv
