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.

unwavering

Cyrus declared

links you to the

your

evidence are enough to convict you of first-degree murder, even without

Nicholas erupted into a chilling, manic

his handcuffs against the table echoed through the

it was me," he

killed him

him for the

already

Prosecute me, convict me.

"You are

dealings with

Why resort to such brutality and then try to pin the blame on someone else? Were you acting under someone's orders?" Nicholas shut his eyes, a

they threw at him, his

morning, Jameson, still recovering from his

of pills,

so

and Carl was on their way to the meeting room when Carl's