I turned to face him.

My lips curled up in victory as I muttered.

“Yes I do.

Because I have indeed won, Tyler.”

And with that, I stepped out of the warehouse.

One down, so many more to go.

My hands tapped on my phone the moment I sat in my car as the call connected.

“I need you to get me the footage of Leah's accident that night," I said.

“But sir, it has already been established that the footage was deleted,” he replied.

And his reply grated on my nerves as my hold on the steering wheel tightened.

“I don‘t care what you have to do.

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