Can’t Afford to Make One Wrong Move

Daniel's POV

I arrived at David's place, my mind still buzzing from Emma's worries. David greeted me at the door, his usual stern expression softened slightly with concern.

"Come in, Daniel. We have a lot to discuss," David said, leading me to his office. The room was filled with the faint scent of old books and leather, and the walls were lined with shelves overflowing with files and documents.

We sat down, and David handed me a glass of whiskey. "You might need this."

I took a sip, feeling the warmth spread through me. "What's the latest? Emma's really worried about this investigation Michael's launched."

David nodded, his face grave. "Michael's announcement about the internal investigation is a smokescreen. He's trying to cover his tracks. My sources have uncovered that some key pieces of the tampered anesthetic evidence were linked to a different, unrelated case. It suggests a broader conspiracy."

I frowned, the implications sinking in. "So Michael's involved in something bigger t