#Chapter 98: The Plan

As I drove home from the law firm, my mind swirled with conflicting emotions. The day had been a whirlwind, from assisting Jasper with his work to the impending confrontation with Bruce. The weight of it all was starting to take a toll on me, and doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the city streets. I couldn't help but replay the memories of Bruce's past assault in my mind. What would stop him from harming me, even with the police on my side? As I stepped out of the car and made my way up to my apartment, I couldn't shake the sense of unease that settled over me. The familiar surroundings of my home offered little comfort, and I found myself pacing back and forth, unable to settle my racing thoughts. I knew I couldn't let fear paralyze me. I had come this far, and I had a duty to not only myself but to all the people who had likely suffered at Bruce's hands. I needed to confront my fears head-on, to bring him