Chapter 14

The next morning, I woke up feeling both restless and rejuvenated. I'd spent a sleepless night pondering over the conversation with Alex and the mysteries surrounding the club's finances and his tumultuous relationship with Mayor Hartwell. As I stepped into Alex's office, he looked up from his paperwork, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me swallow hard.

"Did you enjoy your time off?" he asked, his voice gruff.

"I did," I replied, sitting down across from him.

"Good," he said, pushing a stack of invoices towards me. "Let's go through these again. There's gotta be something we're missing."

We spent hours poring over the documents, our conversation limited to the occasional question or observation about the suspicious transactions. The tension between us was a mix of professional focus and the unspoken understanding of the personal vendetta that fueled Alex's need for answers.

"Here," I said, pointing to a line item that had been previously overlooked. "This order f