Logan's POV

Rex's investigation folder lands on my desk with the weight of betrayal, each document a knife twist in my gut. The manila envelope bulges with evidence that makes my stomach turn—bank statements, surveillance photos, transaction records that paint a picture of systematic treachery.

"Large deposits," Rex says, his voice granite-hard as he spreads the documents across my desk like a war map. "Fifty thousand dollars transferred to one of Jessica's ...