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 leaned back in his chair, staring at the crime scene photos of Joseph Vale. The man barely had time to pick a side before getting wiped off the board. That meant Lucian Vale was growing impatient—reckless, even. And reckless men made mistakes.

Collins tapped his fingers against the desk. "So, what's the play? We're running out of allies, and Vale's running out of patience."

Elias smirked, reaching into his drawer and pulling out a black envelope. Inside was a simple invitation—to a high-stakes poker game hosted by none other than Lucian Vale himself.

"We make him think we're exactly where he wants us," Elias said, sliding the invitation toward Collins. "We walk into the lion's den."

Collins scoffed. "You serious? The man just took out his own brother to cover his tracks, and you wanna waltz into his house?"

"Not waltz. Gamble." Elias flicked a lighter, watching the flame dance. "Vale thinks he's untouchable. We need to remind him that kings fall too."

Collins groaned. "Man, I swear you got a death wish."

Elias grinned. "Maybe. Or maybe I just know when to call a bluff."

The bait