chapter 77

As the city lights flickered to life, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets below, Antonio and Amari found themselves sitting in a dimly lit corner of their favorite bar, their minds still reeling from the revelations of the day.

"I can't believe what we uncovered today," Amari said, her voice tinged with disbelief. "The corruption runs deeper than we ever imagined."

Antonio nodded grimly, swirling the ice in his glass as he mulled over their findings. "It's like peeling back the layers of an onion," he mused. "The more you uncover, the more it stinks."

"But we can't give up," Amari insisted, her eyes flashing with determination. "We owe it to everyone who's been hurt by these people to see this through to the end."

"I know," Antonio replied, reaching out to squeeze her hand reassuringly. "And we will. No matter what it takes."

Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of their friend and fellow investigator, Marco, who slid into the seat beside them with a weary sigh.