Torin Pov
"What the hell is that?"
I stood in the doorway of the basement storage room, staring at the small blackbflash drive sitting in the palm of Harlow’s hand. Piper was standing next to her, looking too proud of herself.
"It's Silas's ledger," Harlow said, her eyes shining. "We got it. The dates, the cash drops, his connection to Malachi Rossi. It's all on here."
My blood stopped pumping. The air in the room suddenly felt freezing cold. Inlooked from the plastic drive to Harlow's face.
"How did you get this?" I asked, my voice dropping into a dangerously low note.
Piper crossed her arms, smirking. "I distracted the guards in the hallway, and Harlow picked the lock on his office door. We downloaded his entire hard drive right under his nose."
I didn't feel relief neither did I
