The city was eerily quiet that night. A low mist rolled in, obscuring the glow of streetlights and cloaking the dark alleys with an ominous stillness.
Emily and Williams sat in Grant's office, poring over the files Victor Kane had provided earlier in the evening.
The documents were damning—detailed evidence of Isabelle's financial crimes, her network of bribed officials, and her plans to eliminate those who opposed her.
"This is it," Williams said, tapping a particular page that outlined offshore accounts linked to Isabelle's shell companies. "This will bring her down."
Emily leaned back in her chair, exhaustion etched on her face. "It's not just about Isabelle anymore.
Look at the names on these lists—politicians, corporate leaders. If we expose this, it could shake the entire system."
"Good," Williams replied firmly. "The system deserves to be shaken if it allows people like Isabelle to thrive."
