Can’t Win Me Back

Unexpectedly, Jameson's office wasn't locked.

The team from the Investigative Bureau entered with ease.

Silas stood in the middle and scanned the room with a cold, appraising gaze.

His chest tightened with a sense of dread.

The open office meant Jameson had likely destroyed any incriminating documents, making it a hollow shell.

"Mr. Schmidt cleared this place out a long time ago, sir. Are we...

Are you still going to search it, Mr. Taylor?" Scott stammered from behind Silas, already slick with sweat.

Silas' eyes blazed with determination.

"Proceed with the search, team!" he boomed in a powerful voice.

His team descended upon the office, taking it apart meticulously.

Years of experience dealing with bizarre cases, especially corruption, had instilled a relentless tenacity in Silas.

Hiding a trail of dirty money was no different from hiding drugs; there were always creative methods.

Silas wouldn't be surprised if this seemingly ordinary office harbored hidden compartments or even secret tunnels.

high roller like Victor wouldn't leave himself

snatched books from the shelf, flipping through them

shelf, sweat beading

He wouldn't be deterred.

nothing, Mr. Taylor." "Nothing here too!" "Same here!" His

cleaned up

scowled, frustration tightening

reached for another

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glance,

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powered camera had long since

Silas' heart pounded.

tucked the book under his arm and marched toward a

Baird, Jameson put you fully in

I'm sure that you know the corporation's

our investigation." Over the next

atmosphere at Heightsnew Villa

she made sure that she did not

her skills from her time working as a nurse at a department of

for Tatiana to ensure that she