Nathan woke at six AM, his mind already racing. He'd barely slept, spending most of the night reviewing the files from the anonymous email. The scope of what he'd been given was staggering—far beyond what he needed for his case against the Nashvilles.
There were files documenting illegal business practices, tax evasion schemes, bribery of city officials, blackmail operations against business competitors. The Nashville family wasn't just wealthy and powerful—they were criminals hiding behind a veneer of respectability.
But Nathan had learned something important during his three years with them: information was power, and power needed to be wielded carefully.
He sat at the desk in his room, laptop open, creating a new folder structure. With methodical precision, he began sorting through t
