Sara’s POV
As we sped away from the warehouse, my heart pounded so hard I thought it might explode. The rush of what we’d just done was still coursing through me, but I couldn’t let it distract me from what came next.
Zack kept his eyes on the road, his jaw clenched with the same focus that had driven us all night. He hadn’t said a word since we left the warehouse, but I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his grip on the wheel was just a little too tight. We both knew the stakes had just skyrocketed.
“We have enough to go to the police, right?” I asked, breaking the silence. The words felt strange on my tongue, as if speaking them would somehow make this real. “The photos, the documents… They can’t ignore this.”
Zack’s eyes flicked to me, dark and thoughtful. “It’s a start
