Jake's face broke into a grin, but it quickly faded as he glanced around the quiet street. "We need to move fast. Clarke's not going to sit still after this."
"Agreed," Mitchell said, locking the car behind them. "We need to get this to the feds as soon as possible."
They headed inside, the tension thick in the air. Claire set the ledger down on the table, opening it to reveal the pages of incriminating evidence.
"This is it," Claire said, her voice full of determination. "This is what we need to bring him down."
Mitchell nodded, but his face was grim. "It's not over yet. Clarke's going to retaliate hard. We need to be ready."
Jake crossed his arms, his expression serious. "We've got everything we need to take him down. But we'll need backup. Clarke's network runs deep. He'll have more men, more resources."
Claire met Jake's gaze, her resolve hardening. "Then we fight back. We end this, once and for all."
