CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY TWO - The Echo Of Footsteps Left Behind
Justin Allistair strode into the downtown Manhattan office of his private investigation team, Nia Moreno following closely behind him. The space was abuzz with activity - former FBI agents and cybersecurity experts hunched over laptops and tacked up evidence boards, piecing together a complex web of connections.
"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Nia Moreno," Justin announced, his voice commanding the room's attention. "She's been through hell, but she's the key to unraveling this whole mess."
A tall, broad-shouldered man with a graying beard stepped forward, extending his hand to Nia. "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Moreno. I'm Hank Garrison, lead investigator on this case."
Nia shook his hand firmly, her nerves palpable. "Thank you for your help. I'm still trying to wrap my head around all of this."
Hank nodded sympathetically. "We understand. That's why we're here - to get to the bottom of what really happened and clear your name once and for all."
He gestured to the evidence boards li
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