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

The precinct was unusually quiet when Elias and Collins stepped inside. Officers moved with an eerie sense of purpose, avoiding eye contact as if they already knew trouble was brewing.

"Something's off," Collins muttered, glancing around.

Elias felt it too. The tension in the air, the way conversations hushed the moment they walked by—it was never a good sign.

As they reached his office, Elias noticed an envelope sitting on his desk. No postage. No markings. Just his name scrawled in black ink.

He opened it, unfolding the single sheet of paper inside.

A small metallic click from above made his instincts kick in. Elias lunged forward, shoving Collins out of the way just as the office window shattered. A bullet embedded itself in the wall where Collins had just been standing.

"Son of a—!" Collins gasped, pulling his own gun as he scrambled to cover.

Elias peered through the broken window, scanning the rooftops, but whoever had taken the shot was already gone.

Collins let out a shaky breath. "That wasn't a warning, Mercer. That was a damn kill shot."

Elias smirked, holding up the note. "Then I guess we're doing something right."

The warning shot