The piercing sound of sirens faded into the night as the police cars screeched to a halt outside the West Estate. Flashing red and blue lights. Nathan and Scarlett stood in the shadowed courtyard, catching their breath. The chaos of Grayson's retreat lingered in the air.
Nathan glanced at Scarlett, his hand still gripping hers.
"This is it," he said, his voice heavy with a mix of hope and dread.
"We have to end it now." He said.
Scarlett nodded; her eyes fierce despite the exhaustion evident on her face.
"Together," she replied, her tone firm with a tired expression all over her face.
.........
Inside the estate, Richard West paced furiously in his study, barking orders into his phone.
"I don't care what it takes! Shut this down before it gets out of hand!" His usually composed demeanor was unraveling as the web of lies he'd spun threatened to choke him.
