Chapter 6 - THE SILENT VICTORYTwo months after the arrests, I sat at my old desk in the federal compliance division, looking out over the Manhattan skyline through clean, clear glass.
The case files were closed. The cartel network was dismantled. And my name—untarnished, fiercely protected, and entirely my own—was cleared of every fraudulent signature Julian and Celeste had attempted to saddle me with.
My assistant knocked gently on the open door, stepping in with a fresh stack of case briefs.
"Ready for the next audit, Evelyn?" she asked with a smile.
May you like
I leaned back in my chair, spinning a silver pen between my fingers, feeling a deep, unshakeable sense of freedom.
"Always," I replied.
