#Chapter 222: The Switch

Ella Days had passed after Logan and I had confessed our feelings and had marked one another. My heart felt fuller than ever, but my mind was elsewhere. Ever since we had solidified our commitment to dismantling the mafia rather than chasing his family’s fortune any longer, a resolute air had taken over us. Our days grew longer, and our nights were endless as we prepared our plan. The first court date for Logan’s case was looming on the horizon, just one more week away. I had finished compiling Logan’s secret dossier, but Logan was still waiting for whatever plan he had concocted to come to fruition. Thankfully, though, there was no word from Marina. My sister was still safe, at least for now. But part of me wondered how long that safety would last. It was a Tuesday evening, and I was poring over the case documents on my laptop for what felt like the millionth time. Logan was hidden away in his study; I had taken over the living room for now. It still felt strange to