"Detective Stanley is investigating a murder," the news blares -- but they don't know the truth. The victim isn't just another case pulled from a stack of files. He's my nephew. My blood. A kid who trusted the world more than he ever should have. Now he's lying cold on a factory floor, surrounded by silence so heavy it feels like it's still clinging to my skin. No witnesses. No clear motive. No trail -- just a dead stop, as if the killer vanished into the dark and took the answers with him.
But something lingers in that space. Not a clue. Not a sound. A presence. As if the darkness itself was breathing. Every corridor I walk from that moment on whispers a different secret. Doors crack open just a little too slowly. Footsteps echo where no one stands. And shadows -- shadows feel wrong. Like they're watching me. Like they know me. Every time I turn, I swear I see a face just out of reach, frozen in the corner of my vision before melting back into the dark.

Someone is studying me. Not the case -- me. Tracking my movements. Measuring the distance between me and the truth. Waiting for the exact moment I step too far out of line. And every step I take pulls me deeper into a nightmare that has stopped feeling like an investigation and started feeling like a warning.

Because the deeper I press, the more the lines blur: between hunter and hunted, between truth and obsession, between law and vengeance. I keep telling myself I'm chasing justice. But some nights, when the halls go quiet, and the lights flicker just a bit too long, I can't shake the feeling that I'm walking into someone else's game -- a game built around my family, my fears, my past.

Then I hear it. Not imagined. Not distant. Not a trick of nerves or exhaustion. A voice. A voice I've never heard, yet somehow already know. Low. Sharp. Too close -- like it's leaning over my shoulder, daring my heartbeat to stop. "You should've stayed out of this, Stanley."

That's when everything shifts. The case isn't about evidence anymore. It's about survival. About promises made long before I ever pinned a badge to my chest. Promises I can't break. Promises soaked in blood and memory.

I realize then that the killer doesn't just want to get away. He wants me involved. He wants me looking. He wants me to feel the same fear the victims felt in their final seconds. And he's willing to carve a trail of bodies through this city to make sure I understand the message.

But fear isn't going to stop me. Not now. Not when the truth is finally lifting its head from the shadows. I made an oath -- and I'll follow the truth into the dark, no matter who's waiting there. Even if it's someone I once trusted. Even if it costs me everything.

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