#Chapter 564: One Step

Nathan

I leaned back in my chair with a weary sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose in a futile attempt to stave off the encroaching headache. Spread out on my desk was an array of file folders, legal pads scrawled with notes, and printed transcripts—a minefield of information that would need to be carefully navigated on the day of the upcoming press conference.

It had been two weeks since Dan and Montgomery’s bodies were found in the confinement pit, and it had been a dizzyin

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