Days passed.

Everything looked calm on the surface.

Beneath the surface, however, something was brewing.

On the fourth day, a black car pulled up to the police station entrance.

Jason emerged, his face etched with a dark scowl.

He took a deep breath before entering the building.

An officer stood guard outside a visitation room where Nicholas and Jason met.

"Mr. Novak—" Jason began, but Nicholas cut him off. "You don't have to say anything, Mr. Derullere.

1 understand.

I've told the police repeatedly that I acted alone.

No one else is involved.

Regardless of the sentence, I won't appeal." Jason clenched his jaw.

As he hesitated, Nicholas continued, his voice weak, "That being said, before everything is finalized, I'd like to see Mr.

Schmidt one last time.

to ask him in person."

Novak, Mr.

is an important

again," Jason

Jameson's name sent shivers down

pressed his lips together, his fingers curling into

from Mr. Schmidt himself." Jason closed the distance between himself and Nicholas, and his

your numerous crimes, and he believes that you will never get

you

see to the necessary arrangements for

wife..." He left

Nicholas's heart plummeted.

and face the

from unforeseen circumstances." With that, Jason rose to his

Nicholas a curt nod

was left alone, his body

rage threatened to consume him as his

police station,

his phone

read, "Mr. Derullere, Mr. Beckett is aware of your

in private?" Those

50-year- old

moment later, he received a message containing a

somewhere

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