Can’t Win Me Back

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.

The subordinate crumpled, his head a sickening mess of blood.

A pool of crimson bloomed around him, a horrifying final image as life ebbed away.

The initial lighting was dim, shrouding the killer's face in darkness.

However, 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 with blood.

obtaining the video," Cyrus began, his voice laced with unwavering certainty,

Cyrus declared confidently, his words were

to the crime scene with

your involvement in this murder, Chief

enough to convict you of first-degree murder, even without a confession." A

Nicholas erupted into

against the table echoed

was me," he

killed him after Nathan

him for

already

Prosecute me, convict me.

"You are the police commissioner,"

with the

such brutality and then try to pin the blame on someone

they threw at him, his lips remained

recovering from his injuries, made his way to Schmidt Group

of pills, he

so medication

their way to the meeting room