Ava's hands trembled as she recounted the phone call to Rachel. "They warned me to drop the investigation," Ava said, her voice laced with concern.
Rachel's expression turned grim. "We need to be more careful. They're getting close."
Ava nodded, determination etched on her face. "We can't back down now. We have to uncover the truth."
Rachel's eyes locked onto Ava's. "I agree. But we need a plan to protect ourselves."
As they brainstormed strategies, Ava realized they were in over their heads. "We need help," Ava said. "Someone with expertise."
Rachel nodded. "I know someone. A former journalist who's been investigating similar cases."
Ava's eyes lit up. "Let's meet with him."
Rachel made the call, and they arranged to meet at a secure location.
As they parted ways, Ava felt a sense of hope. Maybe, just maybe, they could expose the truth and bring justice.
But as she walked away, she noticed a black SUV following her.