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 left the lounge with Marco's words still echoing in his mind. Vale has eyes everywhere.

That meant one thing—he was running out of time. He needed to make a move before Vale did. But first, he needed a plan.

And that meant paying Collins a visit.

The detective's office was dimly lit, cluttered with case files and half-drunk cups of coffee. Collins was leaning back in his chair, feet on the desk, flipping through a newspaper when Elias walked in.

"You look like hell," Collins muttered, tossing the paper aside.

Elias collapsed into the chair across from him. "That's because I nearly got run off the road tonight."

Collins frowned, sitting up. "You serious?"

Elias nodded, lighting a cigarette. "Vale knows I'm on his trail. And he doesn't like it."

Collins ran a hand through his hair. "Damn. You sure you wanna keep pushing this? I mean, Mercer, this guy isn't just another crime boss. He's the one pulling the strings."

"Exactly." Elias exhaled a stream of smoke. "And if he thinks I'm backing off, he's dead wrong."

Collins sighed. "Alright, what's the plan?"

Collins groaned. "Why do I feel like I'm gonna regret this?"

Elias leaned forward. "Because you will. Now, let's start by finding Vale's weak spot. No one's untouchable."

The art of war