Chapter 10

Dylan’s POV

I heard a knock on my office door. "Come in," I called out, not bothering to look up from the paperwork strewn across my desk. The door creaked open, and a woman entered with a polite smile. She held up a file in her hand. "The file you've been asking for is right here. Everything you need is inside," she said.

I nodded, distracted. "Okay, thank you." She placed the file on the table, gave a quick nod, and slipped out, closing the door behind her. I barely noticed her leave, too caught up in the storm of thoughts swirling in my head.

All day, I’d been buried in trying to uncover the truth, to find out who was behind the vicious rumors about the omega killings. I grabbed the file, opening it with a flick of my wrist, eager to find a clue — any clue. But after hours of reading, my eyes scanning every line, every detail, all I found was frustration. Nothing in this file was of any help. Not a single lead. Nothing useful.

The frustration boiled over, and I slammed my fist on th