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Laurel’s POV

She ran a hand over her face, feeling the weight of it all settle in her chest again. “Every time I close my eyes, I still see that fire. The way the smoke swallowed the sky. And that ring, gleaming in the dark like it was mocking me.” She mumbled in a shaky voice.

Callaghan was silent for a moment, then said quietly, “You said the files they burned could’ve proved who was really behind the transfers. Do you remember what was in them?”

Laurel shook her head, her eyes unfocused as she tried to recall. “Not exactly. But I know one of the files mentioned offshore accounts and a project labeled ‘V-14.’ I never found out what that meant. But I think… I think that’s why they wanted me gone. Because I was starting to piece it together.”

The detective jotted down the note and looked up again. “We’ll find out what ‘V-14’ means. You did good, Laurel. Really good.”

Callaghan exhaled slowly. There was a brief silence where she felt that everything she was saying was perhaps too much
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    Laurel’s POV She ran a hand over her face, feeling the weight of it all settle in her chest again. “Every time I close my eyes, I still see that fire. The way the smoke swallowed the sky. And that ring, gleaming in the dark like it was mocking me.” She mumbled in a shaky voice.Callaghan was silent for a moment, then said quietly, “You said the files they burned could’ve proved who was really behind the transfers. Do you remember what was in them?”Laurel shook her head, her eyes unfocused as she tried to recall. “Not exactly. But I know one of the files mentioned offshore accounts and a project labeled ‘V-14.’ I never found out what that meant. But I think… I think that’s why they wanted me gone. Because I was starting to piece it together.”The detective jotted down the note and looked up again. “We’ll find out what ‘V-14’ means. You did good, Laurel. Really good.”Callaghan exhaled slowly. There was a brief silence where she felt that everything she was saying was perhaps too much

  • Mistaken Identity    127.

    Laurel’s POV Laurel nodded, shame flickering across her face. “They blamed him, too. Said he was part of it, that he helped me disappear. The board nearly tore him apart in the media. They said he colluded with me to move the money offshore. But I never even got to that meeting.”“What happened instead?”“The night before, I got a call from someone in the office. A woman I barely knew. She told me not to come in the next morning. Said they knew I’d been talking about The Grove, and if I showed up, I’d be next.”Callaghan leaned forward, elbows on the table. “Next, as in, dead?”Laurel’s throat bobbed as she swallowed. “Yes.”The detective was quiet for a long time, eyes studying her. “So you disappeared.”“I grabbed Kael, he was just a baby, and ran. I thought I could protect him if we stayed off the radar. I changed my name, changed cities every few months, worked in cash jobs. I burned every document that tied me to Storm Capitals.”He let out a slow breath, tapping the edge of his

  • Mistaken Identity    126.

    Laurel’s POV“There was a group,” Laurel said quietly, her voice hoarse from hours of questioning. “They called themselves The Grove. Sounded harmless, like a gardening club or some local charity.” She gave a small, bitter laugh. “But they weren’t planting trees. They were laundering money, moving funds through shell companies, fake accounts, small businesses that didn’t even exist. On paper, it all looked legitimate.”Detective Callaghan leaned back slightly, pen poised above his notepad. “And you were involved?” he asked.“No, I wasn’t… not directly. I worked for someone who was,” Laurel replied quietly, her voice carrying the weight of memory. “At Vorenth Holdings. I was an assistant in the finance division back then. Handling scheduling, payments, invoices. I thought I was just doing my job.”Her hands trembled as she spoke, the faint rustle of her cuff brushing against the table as she clasped them together tightly in her lap. Laurel could still picture the glossy office floors

  • Mistaken Identity    125.

    Laurel’s POVThe fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, a cold, relentless hum that burrowed into her skull. The air smelled like burnt coffee, disinfectant, and something faintly metallic, fear, maybe. The chair beneath her was metal, unyielding, every edge a reminder that she didn’t belong here. Nothing in the interview room was meant for comfort. It was meant for control.Her fingers curled around the edge of the table, knuckles whitening. She’d been running for so long that stillness felt unnatural. Every nerve in her body itched with the instinct to flee, to grab Kael and run until her lungs burned and her legs gave out. But there was nowhere left to go. No dark alleys, no back roads, no motel rooms under fake names.Now, there was only this.Laurel had to be officially investigated, just like Asher had warned her. There was no way around it if they wanted her case reopened.When he’d first told her that, she remembered how his tone had shifted, calm, careful, but honest. “It won’

  • Mistaken Identity    124.

    Asher’s POV “She’s brave,” Avery said quietly, her voice barely rising above the whisper of the night breeze drifting in through the half-open window. Her fingers brushed along the edge of a folded blanket resting at the foot of the bed, tracing the soft fabric as if the motion itself grounded her thoughts. “I’m talking about Laurel.” She whispered.Asher knew who she was referring to, even without being told. The name hung between them, heavy with meaning.Asher leaned back against the headboard, his expression thoughtful. “She is,” he said after a pause. “Smart, too. She knew what she was up against and still found a way to fight back. Keeping all that evidence… that couldn’t have been easy. She risked everything just to make sure it got out.” He said.Avery’s gaze dropped to her lap. The dim light from the bedside lamp softened the edges of her face, catching the faint shimmer in her eyes. “She protected her son,” she murmured. “I understand that.”There was something in the way

  • Mistaken Identity    123.

    Asher’s POVThey had barely stepped back into the hallway when Asher’s phone buzzed. He pulled it from his pocket and saw Nolan’s name on the screen.He answered with a low, “Yeah?”“You’ll want to come down to the precinct first thing tomorrow,” Nolan’s voice was curt but steady. “They have reviewed the contents of Laurel’s flash drive. It’s… substantial.”Asher glanced toward the parlor where Laurel now sat, quietly sipping tea beside Georgia. Avery and the boys were nestled on the rug in front of the fireplace, Kael included. The house felt full, warm, for the first time in years.“I figured as much,” Asher replied. “You’ll need her testimony?”“Yes. And she needs a full security detail. The files name names, Asher. Real ones. High-profile investors, offshore banks, fake companies, bribes, this isn’t just corporate theft anymore. This is political.”Asher felt the chill creep back into his bones, the weight of what Laurel had carried for seven years settling heavily across his shou

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