Can’t Win Me Back

Late at night, the police station office was illuminated only by the eerie glow of a computer screen. It displayed Jameson’s interview after his bail.

Nicholas, haggard-looking, stared at the screen. An overflowing ashtray sat beside him.

He pursed his lips, his trembling fingers dialing Jameson’s number. To his surprise, it was engaged. Despair clenched his heart as he gripped the phone tighter.

Nicholas slumped on the couch, his eyes squeezed shut. Throughout his lifetime, he had faced horrors untold, his hands stained with the blood of many.

Yet, none of it prepared him for the soul-crushing despair that threatened to consume him now. This was the darkest night of his life.

Four agonizing days passed in this state. Then, one night, his phone rang. It was Natalie’s doctor.

“Mr. Novak, your wife had a sudden episode! She’s unstable. Please come to the hospital immediately!”

“Is she okay?” Nicholas shot up, grabbing his coat and rushing toward the door.

“Mrs. Novak is in the ER. We’ll discuss details when you arrive!”

Nicholas reached for the doorknob as the call ended. He hesitated, feeling the weight of a loaded gun in his pocket. It was a tempting deterrent, a promise of defense. But using it meant wading into a deeper swamp. Every shot, every bullet casing left behind, would be another clue for the police to follow, a neon sign pointing straight back to him and his tangled web of secrets with Jameson.

Cyrus, a rising star in the force, reminded Nicholas of his younger self. Given time, Cyrus would surely uncover their shady business.

even if

Nicholas had known this

was aware that his future was bleak. But he had no choice. His wife, his

turned back, retrieved a screwdriver from his desk, and hid it behind his back before

his black SUV but screeched to a halt in

figures in black emerged from the car. Two laid

option; a single wrong move would leave him stranded with a chorus

his teeth, threw the car into reverse, and slammed on

as his car rammed the vehicle behind him, blocking his escape. The narrow alley had become a cage, and he

was futile, Nicholas stepped out, scowling at the approaching assassins. He reached behind his back, gripping

throbbed. The question hung heavy in the air,

bailed out, Jameson was now a marked man and Jasper and Alyssa were determined to bring him

was trapped, a fly caught in a web of enemies. Confronted by imminent danger, his primal survival instinct urged him to eliminate the threatNicholas. Nicholas understood Jameson’s ruthlessness, but tonight wasn’t the time for him to meet his

the leader smirked. “We’re aware of your capabilities. That’s why we came to you. We wouldn’t be here unless we have the

but not now,” Nicholas

ill. I need to

Novak. It’s a pity our employer wants you dead regardless. Take

charged at

their blades, one after another, but they missed. Amidst the howling wind, the terrifying sounds of punches

seasoned officer, fought with the desperation

for a blade to find its mark. A searing pain erupted in his left arm as a