CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY SIX - How Sweet The Bitter Victory Tastes

As the team escorted Morrow out, Nia caught sight of a series of documents scattered across a nearby table. Her curiosity piqued, she stepped closer, her eyes widening as she recognized the names and financial records. "Justin, look at this," she called out, her voice urgent. Justin hurried to her side, his gaze following hers. "What is it?" Nia pointed to the documents, her finger tracing the intricate web of connections. "These records - they link Morrow and the other suspects to multiple cases, not just Kyra's death and the attempt on Leon." Justin's brow furrowed as he studied the evidence, his expression darkening. "This goes deeper than we thought. Whoever is behind this has been playing the long game." Nia felt a chill run down her spine, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily on her. "So what does this mean?" Justin's gaze met hers, his eyes filled with a determination that both comforted and unsettled her. "It means we're close, Nia. We're closer than ever to unco