★ Prologue ☆

Zurich, Eight Years Ago.

03:12 a.m.

The night it happened, the rain didn't stop. It fell like punishment from the heavens, drenching the alley where the sirens had gone silent and the city forgot to breathe. He was found lying on the wet asphalt, eyes open to a sky he no longer saw — a man who once believed justice was louder than bullets. Around his wrist, a silver watch ticked stubbornly, outliving its owner by mere minutes. They called it a tragic accident, a failed pursuit. But somewhere in the shadows, someone whispered that he'd been silenced. And in the quiet that followed, a teenager whose 16 years old girl stood in the dark… vowing to listen to what no one else dared to hear.