Chapter Sixty
Malachi's POV
I woke up to Rose's text in the morning. The notification lit up my phone screen at six AM, pulling me from restless sleep.
"Got everything on Mario. Check your email."
I sat up immediately, all traces of sleep gone. Grabbed my laptop from the nightstand and opened my inbox. The file was massive. Rose had been thorough. Financial records, phone logs, meeting schedules, everything.
I scrolled through it quickly, my pulse quickening with each page. Mario had been busy. Meetings with shell companies. Transfers to offshore accounts. Connections to people who shouldn't exist on paper.
But I needed more. Needed a direct link between Mario and Emily.
I picked up my phone and called Maurice. He answered on the first ring.
"Sir?"
"I need you to search for something. Any interaction between Mario and Emily. Any time they were in the same place. Any communication. Anything at all."
"Emily Cartwright?"
