Can’t Win Me Back

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.

things I need to ask him in person."

Novak, Mr.

is an

again,"

Jameson's name sent shivers down his

pressed his lips together, his fingers curling into

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

Schmidt is aware of your numerous crimes, and he believes that you will never get

this, you may go

see to the

for your wife..." He

Nicholas's heart plummeted.

continued, "If you accept full responsibility for your crimes and face the consequences,

he cannot guarantee her safety from unforeseen circumstances."

a curt nod before exiting

was left alone, his body

to consume him as his faith crumbled

exited the police station,

approached his car, his phone pinged

Derullere, Mr. Beckett is aware of your predicament and understands

perhaps meet you in private?" Those

made this 50-year- old man well up

later, he received a message containing

somewhere near the