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.

video," Cyrus began, his voice laced with unwavering certainty, ''we sent it

and they're conclusive—the video is entirely authentic, with no signs of tampering." Cyrus declared confidently, his words

to the

of your involvement in

you of first-degree murder, even without a confession." A heavy silence descended

Nicholas erupted into a chilling, manic

his handcuffs against the table

was me,"

killed him after

I framed him for

you've already arrested

Prosecute me, convict me.

are the police

had any dealings with the victim, no prior

to pin the blame on someone else? Were you acting under someone's orders?" Nicholas

they threw at him, his

still recovering from his injuries, made his way to Schmidt Group

handful of pills, he forced himself

option, so medication

and Carl was on their way to