A new mission?

Weeks passed.

Both Ozan and Leyla got caught up in their own lives. Ozan was buried in business, handling meetings, deals, and international expansions. His days were filled with boardrooms, late-night calls, and endless paperwork.

Leyla, on the other hand, had fully stepped into her father's world. She was training under the best officers, learning tactics, handling criminal investigations, and getting used to the life of law enforcement.

One day while Iskender was at a mission, Leyla was alone in the police station then a man came asking for Iskender. It looked like that he was there for something very important. Leyla asked him to talk with her because Iskender wasn't here.

The man hesitated for a moment, glancing at Leyla as if doubting whether she was the right person to handle the task.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

Leyla leaned forward in her father's chair, locking eyes with the man. "Just tell me what I need to do."

The man sighed and slid a file across the desk. "There are whispers that Ozan is involved in a high-stakes smuggling deal—something big, something international. If that's true, he's breaking multiple laws, and he needs to be stopped before it's too late."

She swallowed hard, pushing away the doubt in her mind. This wasn't personal. This was about justice.

Her father wasn't here, but she was. And if there was even a small chance that Ozan was breaking the law, she had to find out the truth herself.

Leyla picked up the file, took a deep breath, and made her decision.

She was going after Ozan.