Victor_graves

Synopsis

Detective Elias Mercer, known as ‘Mercy’ for his angelic demeanor, hides a mind as sharp as a blade and a heart as cold as the cases he solves. A former journalist framed and cast out, he now walks the thin line between justice and obsession, unraveling the city’s darkest secrets one case at a time.

When Adrian Holt, a man seemingly swallowed by the shadows, vanishes without a trace, Elias is dragged into a mystery far deeper than he anticipated. His only lead? Evelyn Drake—a woman who speaks in riddles and keeps secrets like currency. As Elias peels back the layers of deception, a familiar name resurfaces from his past: Nathaniel Voss, a phantom figure lurking behind countless crimes, always just out of reach.

With each step forward, the case tightens around him, drawing him into a web of corruption, fear, and a truth far more sinister than murder. The deeper Elias digs, the more he realizes—some ghosts aren’t meant to be found, and some truths are buried for a reason.

But Elias Mercer doesn’t believe in walking away.

And this time, the darkness is watching back.

Elias mercer: mercy in the shadows

Elias rested his elbows on his knees, watching Clara closely. Her warning wasn't surprising—everything about this case had screamed danger from the beginning. But now, hearing it from someone who had been on the inside, the weight of it pressed a little harder against his ribs.

Clara hesitated. "If I knew for sure, I wouldn't be here hiding."

Elias frowned. "You worked for Voss. You must have heard something."

Clara let out a dry laugh. "You think Voss just hands out information? I was useful to him, but that didn't mean I had access to everything. The people who took Holt—they're ghosts. No names, no records, just shadows that move when Voss gives the word."

Elias considered that. "So you're saying Holt is still alive?"

Clara tapped her fingers against the table. "Maybe. Maybe not. But if he is, there's only one place he could be."

She met his gaze, her expression dark. "The Blackwell Facility."

Elias had heard the name before. An old psychiatric hospital on the outskirts of the city, shut down years ago. Officially, it was abandoned. Unofficially, there were rumors—whispers of things that happened behind its decayed walls.

Clara nodded. "As sure as I can be. But if you go there, you better be ready for what you'll find. People who enter Blackwell… don't come back."

Elias exhaled, already knowing what he had to do.

"Guess I'll have to be the exception."

A dangerous lead