Isabel POV
Miguel sat at the table; the ledger spread open in front of him. His brow furrowed as he flipped through its pages.
"What does it say?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"It's not just numbers. There are names—people who worked with Gideon, who funded him, who stood by while he ruined lives."
A chill ran down my spine. "Do you recognize any of them?"
Miguel nodded slowly. "This one. Senator Halstead. If he's involved, it's bigger than we thought."
Miguel POV
Each entry wasn't just evidence—it was a ticking time bomb.
Marissa paced near the window, her sharp eyes scanning the tree line.
"Halstead is untouchable," she said, her voice low but firm. "If we go after him, we'll need more than this." She gestured toward the ledger.
I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. "He's not the only one. Look at this—bank accounts, shell companies. Gideon didn't just work alone; he built an empire."
