Chapter 278

Ethan didn’t leave the bedroom until Celeste had fallen asleep. After grabbing something from the study, he quietly slipped out of the house. The sound of the engine faded in the courtyard. Upstairs, behind the master bedroom window, Celeste let go of the curtain she’d been peeking through and slowly sat down on the nearby chair, pouring herself a glass of water. She knew Ethan had his hands full, and honestly, she didn’t want to add to his stress. Grace was his younger sister. For something that horrible to happen to her—and for him to personally lead the investigation—wasn't just hard, it was brutal. He had to dig up every grim detail from that night, piece by piece. That took a kind of emotional fortitude most people didn’t have. But he had no choice. Three people were already dead, and the case was tied to Vulture, one of the most dangerous figures in international drug trafficking. This was a top-level criminal case—he couldn’t afford to sit this one out. For three straight days,