The city awoke restless that morning, as though the storm that had battered South London all night had seeped into its bones. Rain had scoured the streets clean, but the air was thick with the kind of anticipation that came before something irrevocable. Inside the conference room of Adeyemi Holdings, the atmosphere was no less charged. A dozen screens glowed across the walls, displaying documents, financial statements, and forensic reports. At the center of it all stood Liam, his shoulders squared, his eyes burning with a quiet determination that was as lethal as it was controlled.Amara sat at the long glass table, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. The past weeks had pushed her to her limit: public hearings, betrayals within her own nonprofit, and Darren’s relentless threats, but today felt different. Today, there was the faint scent of justice in the air, sharp and acrid like smoke before a fire.“Begin,” Liam ordered, his voice low, resonant.One of his top investigators, a wom
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