All Chapters of Howl for Justice : Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

The foyer smells like cat litter and desperation. No one else is in the elevator, not even the echo of footsteps. I key in my floor, ride up in silence, and spend the entire trip listening for the subtle hitch in the motor that tells me when to brace for the landing. There’s a camera in the corner,

I turn back to the table, flex my hands, and file the evidence into a manila folder. The edges bite my skin, and I let it. Pain is a luxury, proof that I’m still more than the sum of my instincts. I clean up the worst of the mess—wipe the coffee ring from the table, stack the used legal pads, line u

I drop into the brush, crouch low. I don’t need to see faces to know the rhythm: the truckers keep their eyes down, don’t speak unless addressed; the supervisor is nervous, constantly scanning the yard. I angle for a better view and pull my phone, camera lens set to max. The wolf in me zeros in on t

He was here. Not long ago. Back in my office, I force myself to sit. My pulse is a drumbeat in my throat. I flatten my hands on the desk, line up the files with a precision that would make a drill sergeant weep, and stare at the Blackstone folder until the name blurs. There are three things I can

He flips the folder open, skims the first page. I watch his eyes flick from number to number. “You built this yourself?” I nod. “No one else cares enough to do the math.” He closes the folder. “I’m not the final say. But I appreciate the clarity.” I lean in, voice low. “Here’s what will happen if