Ronan’s POV
Dawn broke over Chicago with deceptive calm, sunlight streaming through hospital windows like the world hadn’t just witnessed a police commissioner’s very public downfall.
I’d spent the night monitoring news coverage on my laptop while Alina slept beside Maddox’s bed and Jaxon dozed fitfully on the couch. The story was everywhere—every major outlet, social media, cable news. Commissioner Marcus Hart arrested for attempted murder, corruption exposed, daughter reveals years of abuse and cover-ups.
We’d won a significant victory, one that should have felt like a celebration. But something deep inside me kept saying that this wasn't the end.
“You look troubled,” Jaxon said quietly, coming to stand beside me. He’d been awake for the past hour, watching Alina sleep with an expres
