Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Nicholas' emotionless eyes widened as he watched the video. It depicted a dimly lit alley behind a nightclub, where Nathan, the leader of the Ivory Gang, pinned his subordinate to the ground, raining blows upon him.

Shortly after, Nathan left the scene.

The subordinate was still alive. He was attempting to get up when a dark figure suddenly leaped down from a wall.

Cyrus fixed Nicholas with an intense stare, his eyes betraying tension in the muscles around them.

The unexpected assailant didn't hesitate. He stomped on the Ivory Gang member, grabbed a rock, and smashed it on the man's head thrice.

of crimson bloomed around him, a horrifying final image as

was dim, shrouding

as if by fate's intervention, the lighting on the nightclub's flashy signage flickered to life momentarily, revealing the killer's face-Nicholas, his features spattered

video is entirely authentic, with no signs of tampering." Cyrus declared confidently, his words were like nails hammering into Nicholas, pinning him down with the weight of his crime. "Furthermore, physical evidence links you to the

The metallic clang of his handcuffs against the table echoed through

already arrested me. Prosecute me, convict me. I won't fight it. Content felongs to englishS "You are the police commissioner," Cyrus pressed. "You never had any dealings with the victim, no prior animosity. Why were

from his injuries, made his way to Schmidt Group headquarters. Swallowing a handful of pills he forced himself onward. Hospitalization wasn't an option, so medication was his only solace. Jameson and Carl was on their way to