Laura Sterling I was still thinking about the witness meeting from the day before when my phone rang with an unknown number. I answered it carefully, sitting on the edge of my bed.A woman’s voice came through, smooth but sharp. “Laura? This is Amelia. We need to talk. Just you and me. Meet me at the café near the park in one hour. Come alone.”She hung up before I could reply. My heart started racing. This could be dangerous, but it also felt like another chance to gather proof. I decided to go by myself. I found Aaron in his office and told him a lie.“I’m going to meet an old friend who’s passing through town,” I said, trying to sound casual. “We won’t be long.”Aaron looked up from his desk. He studied my face for a second, like he suspected something. “Okay,” he said slowly. “Be careful. Call me if you need anything.”“I will,” I replied, feeling the guilt twist in my stomach again. I hated lying to him, especially after everything he had done for me. But I needed to handle this
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