The Hidden Connection

Ava's estate buzzed with an uneasy quiet, the air thick with anticipation. Shadows stretched long across the manicured lawns as the sun dipped below the horizon. The usual calm of her home now felt fragile, like glass on the verge of shattering.

In the study, Ava pored over documents, her fingers tracing the lines of text with mounting frustration. Across from her, Liam's face was a mask of determination, the flicker of doubt barely hidden behind his eyes.

"Ava, we need to consider every angle," Liam said, his voice a steady anchor in the storm of her thoughts. "The competitor's connection to Henry Dalton—it's all here, hidden in plain sight."

Ava slammed the folder shut, the sound echoing through the room. "It's not enough, Liam. We need something concrete, something that ties them directly to the sabotage."

Liam leaned in, his gaze intense. "We have the leads. The secret research facility you mentioned—it's our next step."