EMORY'S POV
"Arrest Drake Connelly."
The words hit me like a cold wave, repeating in my mind over and over. I froze, breath stuck in my throat, heart hammering so loudly it almost drowned out everything else.
"What did you just say?" My voice barely registered.
Geller didn’t even look at me as he leaned back in his chair, the indifference on his face as chilling as the words he’d just spoken. "You heard me."
Panic surged through me, fast and uncontrollable. I spun, slamming my palms against the glass. "You can’t do this! What are you charging him with?"
"There was a large transfer of funds to his account yesterday," he said, his tone cold. He turned, grabbed some documents from the printer, and waved them in the air. "The transaction came from his workstation, around 6 PM. Surveillan
