Chapter 50 The Price Of Truths

• The land scam led me to Senator Whitaker.
• It was a name I’d seen before, buried in the files Marisol had given me, but I hadn’t connected the dots until now. Whitaker wasn’t just involved—he was the architect, the one pulling the strings from behind the curtain. His signature was on every document, his fingerprints on every deal.
• I spent days digging, piecing together the evidence, until I had enough to take him down. But I knew it wouldn’t be easy. Whitaker was powerful, his influence stretching far beyond Willowbrook. If I was going to expose him, I needed to do it publicly, where he couldn’t silence me.