The cold light of dawn filtered through the clouds as Ezra parked his police hover car down the street. He got out, looking both ways, making sure he hadn't attracted attention.
He walked down the street to his destination, an unmarked warehouse.
It stood at the edge of Faewall's industrial district, blending in with the other anonymous buildings that lined the streets.
But this one was different. It was an address tied to Hyde's logistics company, the same one connected to suspicious financial transfers that Green had investigated.
Hyde had gone to great lengths to hide his financial dealings, but Ezra's investigation had finally led him here.
After spending hours poring over records, fake accounts, and shell companies, he had traced a portion of the funds Hyde had been funneling out of his business to this place.
