The man led Logan and Sam through a series of narrow backstreets, his every step hesitant, as if considering bolting at any moment. But he knew better, Logan’s cold stare and Sam’s watchful eyes made it clear that escape wasn’t an option. After several blocks, they finally arrived at a small, nondescript restaurant tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. Inside, patrons ate their meals in relative peace, unaware of the storm brewing outside. “There,” the man muttered, pointing toward a booth near the back. Carl sat casually, shoveling food into his mouth, oblivious to the danger closing in on him. He looked like any other diner unremarkable, scruffy, with a worn jacket draped over his shoulders. But Logan’s instincts told him otherwise. This was the man who had been facilitating a plot to kill Mia, the woman Logan would protect with his life. Without a word, Logan strode inside, his presence commanding attention. Sam stayed near the entrance, keeping an eye on the man who h
Logan stood in the hallway of the hospital, his arms crossed, leaning against the cold, whitewashed wall. He stared at the door to Mia’s room. His heart ached to see her, to touch her, to hold her hand. But the image of her blank, confused expression when she had woken up after the accident haunted him. She hadn’t recognized him. The woman he’d sworn to protect, the woman he loved more than anything, had looked at him like he was a stranger.It tore him apart.Inside her room, Logan could hear her light laughter, the sound muffled but still clear enough to reach his ears. She was talking to Nella, her assistant and friend. Nella had been with Mia through thick and thin, and even now, she stayed by Mia’s side, helping her recover with the kind of dedication that went beyond professional duty. Logan trusted Nella, she was family in all but blood to Mia. But even seeing Mia happy in Nella's presence wasn’t enough to make him step inside. He couldn’t bring himself to face her just yet
Yuki sat at the large, U-shaped desk in the tech lab, multiple screens flickering before him as data streamed in real-time. The burner phone Sam had given him sat in front of him, its cheap plastic exterior a stark contrast to the complexity of the investigation it represented. Despite his best efforts, Yuki had encountered a brick wall. Whoever had caused the attack on Mia had been meticulous, covering their tracks with layers of anonymity. Burner phones were designed to leave no trace, but Yuki was no ordinary tech expert. He was the head of Logan’s tech team for a reason, a brilliant mind with an ability to crack through the most impenetrable of firewalls and digital barriers. Still, even for him, this task was proving difficult. He had spent hours trying to track down the origin of the phone’s messages. The number was disposable, bouncing off different cell towers to mask its location. The texts were sent through encrypted servers, rerouted several times before reaching Carl.
Sam entered Logan’s office quietly, his face grim as he delivered the update Logan had been waiting for. Logan looked up from his desk, his eyes locking onto Sam.“Sir,” Sam said, standing straight with a hint of hesitation in his voice. “I just got word. Both Lord Leinhart and Mr. Leinhart have started moving. They’re each running their own separate investigations.”Logan’s gaze darkened, a sharp edge slicing through his calm exterior. “Separate investigations?” he repeated slowly, his tone flat but loaded with meaning.“Yes,” Sam confirmed, nodding. “Mr Leinhart is working within his corporate network, talking to people inside the LH Group. Meanwhile, Lord, Leinhart’s using his outside connections, probably from his more… criminal contacts. It’s chaotic, and they’re not exactly on the same page.”Logan’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he processed the information. “Idiots,” he muttered under his breath. “They’re going to blow this whole thing up if they’re not careful.”He sto
Yuki’s fingers flew across the keyboard, his eyes locked on the series of codes flashing on his screen. He had been at it for hours, digging deeper into the signal trail from the burner phone. After hitting several dead ends, he finally found a faint trace of a series of encrypted pings leading back to a location he hadn’t expected, the Leinhart Villa. He leaned back in his chair, shocked, his mind racing. It couldn’t be a coincidence that the signal came from the same place where Mia’s family lived. Someone was using their network, and it wasn’t an outsider. It only meant that the person was using a system built up by the Nelsons in the Leinharts Villa. That’s a family clash because everyone was aware of what Mike did to Mia. Picking up his phone, Yuki quickly dialed Logan. “Sir,” Yuki said, his voice tense, “I’ve found something.” Logan was already standing by the window in his office, staring out into the night. He didn’t like being away from Mia’s side, but he knew the
Melissa stepped out of her sleek black car, her heart pounding as she approached the entrance to the prison. She pulled her sunglasses off, slipping them into her designer handbag, a perfect contrast to the grim environment she was walking into. Her heels clicked sharply against the concrete as she made her way to the visitor check-in. She had spent the past few days dodging her family members, trying to avoid being asked too many questions. She knew that Logan had started to suspect something, but she had no idea how close he was to uncovering the truth. The truth that she had caused Mia’s accident.After passing through security, Melissa was led down a narrow hallway to the visitor’s room. Her palms were slick with nervous sweat as she sat at one of the small tables, waiting for Mike Nelson. It had been weeks since she’d last seen him, but he was the only one who could reassure her that their plan was still intact. When Mike finally appeared, escorted by two guards, his appearanc
Logan stood just outside Mia’s hospital room, his heart pounding in his chest as he prepared himself for another meeting with his wife. It had been weeks since her accident, and she was finally being discharged today. While her physical recovery had been impressive, the emotional distance between them lingered. Mia still couldn’t remember much about their relationship, and Logan’s every move felt uncertain, like he was walking on eggshells around her.He took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door before stepping inside. Mia was seated on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge as Nella helped her pack the last of her things. The moment she saw him, her expression brightened, though there was still a sign of unfamiliarity in her eyes, a painful reminder of her lost memories."Logan," she said softly, the name rolling off her tongue with a hint of hesitation. It stung, but he hid his discomfort behind a gentle smile."Ready to go home?" he asked, keeping his voice calm and stea
Melissa had been lounging in the grand living room of the Leinhart villa, flipping through a magazine when she heard the front door open. Her heart skipped a beat when she glanced up and saw Mia walking in with Logan by her side.For a brief moment, disbelief clouded her face. Mia was home? She hadn’t expected her cousin to be discharged so soon, not after the severity of the accident. This was definitely not part of the plan. Quickly regaining her composure, Melissa straightened up on the sofa, her fingers gripping the armrest a bit too tightly. tension crossed her features, but she quickly forced a pleasant expression, though inside her thoughts raced wildly. Mia wasn’t supposed to be back. It had been convenient while Mia was away no prying eyes, no questions about her behavior. But now Mia was here, and Melissa had to adjust her strategy."Welcome back, Mia," Melissa said, her tone unusually sweet and devoid of the usual sarcasm she often reserved for her cousin.Mia looked over