Inside his office.

Bernard slouched in his plush leather chair, puffing cigar smoke toward the ceiling like he owned the entire damn city-which, if you asked him, he practically did.

"Hey, Mr. Bernard," Viper began, voice laut. "Any chance that scrawny Kid confessed yet?"

Bernard snorted, a cruel grin twisting his jowls.

"Confess, not confess-doesn't make a damn bit of difference. That clueless little runt'll talk soon enough. They all break under pressure in the end."

Viper rubbed a hand over his mouth, "You sure? If I were you, I'd handle him quick. Things can get... unpredictable."

Bernard slammed his meaty fist on the desk, the thud echoing off the walls.

"You telling me how to run my station? My station. My rules. I call the shots here, and don't you dare forget it."

Viper raised both palms in surrender.

"Easy, Mr. Bernard, easy. I know you're the king around these parts. I just fear the Kid has someone big in his corner. Powerful folks poking their noses in your business can turn everything upside down."

Bernard let out a barking laugh that did nothing to soften his glare.

"They can line up and kiss my boots, for all I care. I've seen plenty of folks claiming they'd take me down- haven't seen a single hero yet. You ever see a hero, Viper?"

Before the Viper could respond, a squad leader burst through the door, nearly cracking the wood with his knuckles.

"What's so urgent you gotta break my damn door?" Bernard growled, cigar clenched between yellowed teeth.

"Sir, the Lancaster family wants Sophia Lancaster's bail set at two million," the officer reported, swallowing hard.

Bernard made a noise somewhere between a bull snort and a laugh.

"Two million? Is that a joke? Raymond's offering ten, and I'm not in the habit of trading gold bars for pocket change. Tell 'em to shove it unless they come back with something better."

returned, face pale. He hovered at the threshold

"The hell do

man began carefully, "we just got a call from Ms. Jasmine Kingston. She says we nabbed the wrong

vanished, replaced by a flicker

long moment, he

to Viper, beads

being involved? She's a certified nightmare. That woman's a walking nuke-money, power, the works. Christ, you trying to blow me

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threw his arms wide, eyes bulging in denial. "Don't pin this on me! I had no

but

we ever booked the Kid. See if that

the squad leader to deliver his lie-tell

the second the guy left, Bernard's phone

ID. "Alfred

unease.

Kingston clan's coming for my

ear. "Mr. Alfred! Long

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for one reason. Did you arrest a young man named

came out strangled. "Alex? No, why would I- Are you sure my men

around, you bloated blowhard. Release him immediately, or I swear, I'll cut you

fist, nails digging into his palm. But he

incompetent rookie happened to nab a random kid,

hair on his head is harmed, I'll see to it you and your entire miserable bloodline end up rotting in

came the

stared at his phone, heart slamming

neck, all for that stupid Kid. Didn't you say he was

"There was no hint- I swear, no one

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