Chapter 91

• “Are you sure about this, Funmi?” I asked, my voice tight with both determination and anxiety. The weight of everything we’d uncovered, everything that had been hidden from us, was crashing down on me.
• Funmi stood beside me, her hand still in mine, but her eyes—those beautiful, strong eyes—were focused ahead, on the laptop screen. The documents that Kemi and John thought they had buried so well were now staring us in the face, exposing their carefully crafted lies.
• “I’ve never been more sure, Cole,” she replied, her tone low but steady. She clicked through more files, pausing only to glance at me briefly. “We’ve got them. We have everything we need.”