Richie and I work tirelessly, pouring over every detail to uncover who’s behind the whole kidnapping case. The information I’ve managed to gather from just a few hours with Richie feels more valuable than anything the authorities would have provided. I honestly can’t wrap my head around why they’re dragging their feet on this; usually, with my connections and authority, it doesn’t take long to get to the bottom of things and set everything right. But now, it feels like time has frozen for them, and their effort just isn’t enough. Despite this frustration, I’m convinced I made the right choice teaming up with Richie.
"Okay, so who are Ezra’s enemies?" Richie asks, his brow furrowed in thought.
I take a moment to think it over before I reply, "First, it’s you. Then there’s that Italian maf
