CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE - THE CROSSROADS

Ava sat in her apartment, surrounded by stacks of papers and her laptop. Her eyes were red-rimmed from lack of sleep, but she refused to give up. Somewhere in this mess was the key to clearing her name, and she was determined to find it. A knock at the door startled her. She approached cautiously, peering through the peephole. To her surprise, it was Emily, her assistant. Ava opened the door, confusion evident on her face. "Emily? What are you doing here?" Emily glanced nervously over her shoulder before stepping inside. "I shouldn't be here, Ava. If anyone finds out..." "Finds out what?" Ava pressed. "Emily, what's going on?" Emily took a deep breath. "I think I know who set you up. And... I think I can prove it." Ava felt a surge of hope. "Tell me everything." As Emily began to speak, Ava realized that this was just the beginning of a much larger battle. But for the first time in days, she felt a glimmer of hope. The truth would come out, and when it did, those responsible wou