LUNA'S POV
The next morning dawned with a heavy, overcast sky, as if the universe itself held its breath, waiting for me to either rise or crumble.
I hadn’t slept. My mind had been a relentless storm of strategies and fears, running through every scenario of how today could end. If Mr. Carson didn’t believe me, if I didn’t expose Leah’s scheme in time, everything Jimmy and I had built would go up in flames.
By seven a.m., Lucy and I were huddled over a cluttered conference table surrounded by stacks of files, laptops, and empty coffee cups. Jimmy paced like a caged animal, running his hands through his hair.
“Okay,” Lucy said, rubbing her temples. “We have proof of two fake contracts, emails between Leah and a shell company, and the frozen accounts paperwork. This should be enough to c
