My mysterious fiance

Previously

…“What happens now?” she asked, her voice barely audible. “Now,” Miller said, his eyes meeting hers with a flicker of respect, “we make Julian Thorne pay for every single one of his sins.” He gestured to the evidence. “This is your weapon, Elara. And it’s a powerful one.” Liam squeezed her arm. “We’re with you, every step of the way.” Elara looked at the files, at Liam, at the determined face of Detective Miller. The fear was still there, a persistent tremor beneath her skin, but it was no longer paralyzing. It was being replaced by a steely resolve, a quiet fury. She had been a pawn for too long. Now, she was ready to play her own game. The game of truth. The game of justice.