nymous message she had received moments ago-all of it tangled together in a knot of confusion and fear. She tried to calm her racing thoughts, tried to convince hers

closed her eyes, the haunting message from earlier that evening-Meet me tomor

this? W

t all have to

them felt heavier than it ever had before. The room felt cold, even though the air conditioning was off. She misse

e again, trying to make sense of it. The text

me to

were the only person who could help her piece this puzzle together. But what if

her to respond. She couldn't do this alone, but tr

uldn't go unprepared. She would find out what Mafred was hiding, and she would figure

he cold night air made her shiver, but the chill in her

d to find

the possible scenarios, trying to piece together the fragments of information that had accumulated over the past

re were rumors in the city about him, whispers about shady deals and hidden alliances, but she had never paid attention to th

occasional passing car or the distant hum of early morning traffic. She made her way to her car, her heart pounding

wers, and she

faded paint and cracked windows, a stark contrast to the city's usual vibrancy. Her stomach twisted as she parked her car in front of it. The

his far. She could

wood filled her nose, the dim lighting casting long shadows across the room. A few people sat at t

tching her closely was a man sitting in the far corner, dressed in a long coat, his face partially obscured

nerves. He didn't stand up to greet her, but he motioned for her to sit

is voice low and gravel

e asked, her voice sharp, her

y name. Not yet, anyway. But you've been asking the right questions. You'r

beat. Too close to the

he asked, trying to mask the un

businesses he runs... it's all built on lies, corruption, and people who will stop at nothing to protec

. "What do you mea

ing to you from the very beginning. Everything, from his wealth to his so-called

too much. "You're telling me

he coffee shop, as if checking to make sure no one was listenin

Lulu? Do you want to kno

nswers, but a part of her was terrified of what she might hear. Sh

her voice tremb

ed into a small, al

the globe. And if you keep digging, you'll find yourself in a much deeper hole than you can i

ed, the man she loved, the man who had promised her ever

man stood up abruptly. "I've said enough. You need to

he stood up, her legs weak, her head spinning. She needed to leave, but the man's words haunted her. Sh

on her chest. She had no idea what to do next, but one thing was clear: the

e. But with danger closing in on all sides, she is left with no choice but to confront the dark underb