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 sat on the edge of his desk, turning the note over in his hands. The hitman had taken the shot without hesitation. That meant Vale wasn't just watching—he was done playing games.

Collins paced the office, still rattled. "That could've been it, Mercer. One inch to the left, and I'd be a damn chalk outline."

Elias exhaled, flicking his cigarette into the ashtray. "You knew what you were signing up for."

Collins scowled. "Yeah, but I like to at least pretend we have a chance to come out of this alive."

Elias smirked. "Then you'd better start believing it."

A knock at the door made them both turn. It was Captain Harris, his expression grim. "I need to see you both. Now."

They followed him down the hall into a conference room, where a set of crime scene photos were spread across the table. A body lay sprawled in a dingy alley, blood pooling beneath it.

Collins cursed under his breath. "That was fast."

Harris crossed his arms. "Shot twice in the chest, execution-style. No witnesses. And something tells me you two know why."

Elias clenched his jaw. Joseph had barely agreed to help them, and now he was dead. Vale wasn't just cleaning up loose ends—he was sending a message.

Collins shook his head. "We're running out of options, man. Vale's always one step ahead."

Elias glanced at the photos again, his mind already working. "Then it's time we stop reacting and make our own move."

Harris narrowed his eyes. "Mercer, I don't like that look on your face."

Elias grinned. "That's because you're about to hate what I'm planning next."

Into the fire