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.

roller like Victor wouldn't leave himself without an escape route,

snatched books from the shelf, flipping through them rapidly, searching

book on the entire shelf, sweat beading on his forehead,

He wouldn't be deterred.

here too!" "Same

must have cleaned up this

step behind." Silas scowled, frustration tightening his chest with each labored

he reached for another book, his

hardcover copy of "That's Capital"

first glance,

tiny pinhole camera was discreetly embedded in the spine,

camera had long

Silas' heart pounded.

under his arm and marched toward

Jameson put you fully

corporation's businesses like the back of

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