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SOUTH MOUNT, HARINGTON:The CIA and Harrington Police Department (HPD) teamed up to figure out what happened to Rohan Drivedi. The car they found at the bottom of a cliff didn't have any clues, except for a perfect red envelope that somehow survived the fire that killed Rohan – or at least, that's what everyone thought.His body was missing for a while before they discovered it, burned in a warehouse near Harrington. Now, the mystery gets even more complicated.How did he get there? Who rescued him from the accident? And why was he killed in such a brutal way? The answers are elusive."Officer Nancy, we've got the latest call log from Rohan's phone. The final call was made to a number near the Marinewind Harbor," Daniel, the APD officer, reported. They were at Harrington Hall, the CIA's main hub.Rohan's accident had a significant impact on Harrington's business community and the nation. It served as a somber reminder that even the most influential individuals were not immune to the Devil's reach. The news made headlines, sparking discussions in powerful boardrooms and giving rise to numerous rumors and conspiracy theories.However, his destiny wasn't a standalone tragedy. Two other people, Howard Falcon and Juliana Cruiz, met similarly horrifying fates, plunging the city into a state of fear and confusion. Both were part of strange accidents that, upon closer inspection, revealed sinister elements.Howard Falcon, the esteemed chairperson of Starlight Hotels & Resorts, once held the respect and admiration of Harrington's elite. However, his life took a dark and sordid turn. In a shocking twist, he was found dead in an unsavoury adult club, reportedly due to a drug overdose. The circumstances surrounding his death left investigators perplexed.Juliana Cruiz, a wealthy widow with extensive land holdings in London and Spain, became another unfortunate victim of the Devil's actions. Her lifeless body was discovered hanging from the ceiling of her luxurious home, a horrifying sight that sent shockwaves through the quiet streets of London. Her tragic death added to the growing panic within the Alpha Group's inner circle.In all three cases, the Devil had left behind his sinister signature: a menacing red envelope bearing a chilling message - "Justice has been served." The entire city grappled with the mystery of these high-profile murders, all linked by a shadowy thread that pointed directly to the Alpha Group, a prestigious organization shrouded in suspicion and fear.The Devil was not just an ordinary psychopath but a cunning and persistent adversary. The elite of Harrington and London found themselves in a state of fear, realizing that the sinister justice of the Devil spared no one."Sure," Officer Nancy replied, placing a photograph of Rohan's body on the table. As the leader of the investigative team, she had her hands full with the havoc caused by the Devil. "I need a detailed breakdown of his call records and a thorough background check," she instructed Officer Daniel, her focus returning to the assortment of photographs on her pinboard.Three elite murders. Three powerful individuals. One common thread: The Devil.Who was this Devil?Daniel, an up-and-coming officer in the Harrington Police Department and David's fellow classmate had been assigned to assist Nancy. Since the mayor of LarksVille also served as the CEO of the Alpha Group, David had been called in to oversee the case review."Yes, ma'am," Officer Daniel replied before starting to exit the room."And, Daniel?" Nancy called out.He turned back, asking, "Yes, ma'am?""Have Mr. and Mrs. Brown arrived yet?""They are en route!"****Last night, as Nancy looked into the case history, her surprise grew with every line. An email, sent to her untraceable email address, had thrown a confusing challenge her way. The top cyber team had been working hard to find email IDs to solve the mystery.But when she finally opened the digital file, the contents inside made her feel scared.It was a complex situation involving three important people: Howard Falcon, Juliana Cruiz, and Rohan Drivedi.Howard, a well-known business magnate with a reputation as a formidable rival, was unexpectedly revealed to be a member of The Belle Club—a notorious adult establishment. What made this revelation even more bewildering was that he had met his untimely demise within the walls of this very club. Howard wasn't just an active platinum member but also, had a fetish to only take service from an underaged girl in the club which had been delivered to him on demand.The news made Nancy cringe.In the video, attached to the mail, the bald man is seen enjoying the dance of the strippers while sitting beside a young girl."Such a pervert, man!" Nancy huffed, muttering through the video where he was seen seducing that little girl who looked utterly afraid.The next picture attached to the video as she clicked was Juliana Cruiz. She was seen dealing with some men in black with a little boy.Her information was even more shocking. Juliana, known as the rich widow who owned acres of land in London and Spain was caught up in a bundle of fetish sexual activities with underaged children. Girls or boys, she would bring them into her home and would torture them for her pleasures.Among them, Rohan Drivedi emerged as a sinister connection, the mediator responsible for procuring children. The name of the 37-year-old man was held in high regard within the heart of the city and the business world. However, the shocking footage contained in the email left Nancy both stunned and bewildered, as it revealed Rohan delivering children to Juliana and Howard.Nancy's mind raced with questions as she stared at the chilling contents of the email. Why had this information surfaced now, and who had sent it? Was it the Devil himself, attempting to create a smokescreen for his heinous crimes, or was there a vigilant force at play, meticulously tracking the victims of the past?The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on Nancy's shoulders. She felt a knot tighten in her stomach as she contemplated the implications. If this email was from the Devil, it meant he was toying with her, flaunting his crimes in a twisted game of cat and mouse. But if it was from someone else, someone keeping tabs on the dead, it opened up an entirely new realm of possibilities and dangers.In both scenarios, the sender was crucial. Their motives, knowledge, and connection to the Devil could unlock the secrets Nancy desperately needed. The stakes were higher than ever before. Every passing moment seemed to throb with tension as she realized she was standing on the precipice of a truth that could shatter the city's illusions.The air crackled with anticipation as Nancy made her decision. This twisted game was far from over, and she was ready to play her hand, no matter the cost.This was a battle of wits, a fight against a shadowy foe who reveled in chaos. She clenched her fists, her resolve hardening like steel. She would hunt down this sender, confront the Devil, and unearth the dark secrets that had remained buried for far too long."Officer Nancy?" A woman's voice echoed in her office, pulling her from her thoughts. She turned around to see a striking figure in a body-hugging crimson dress, complemented by an elegant hat with hints of glistening gold. "Nice to finally meet you. I am Mrs. Ava Brown," she announced, gracefully closing the distance between them. "I believe you wanted to meet me."Mrs. Brown, the second wife of James Brown, the renowned billionaire in the cutthroat world of business. CEO of the Alpha Group. Nancy had read several articles about her rise, from being a mere assistant to now holding the title of Mrs. Brown. Intriguing details had emerged about her past—an orphan who had grown up on the unforgiving streets, her mother succumbing to cancer when she was just eighteen, and her father a missing figure, both in her personal life and the world of crime. She wondered if James was aware of this backstory."Mrs. Brown, yes, I've been meaning to meet you," Nancy replied. "I have a few questions regarding Mr. Rohan Drivedi, but I was expecting Mr. James Brown as well."Ava offered a polite smile as she took a seat opposite Nancy, her new Prada gold bag resting in her lap. "Oh, he wanted to be here, but you know, with a recent collaboration with China, the Alpha group is juggling. Everything became quite a challenge. So here I am. You can ask me anything you like."Taking a deep breath, Nancy inquired, "How deeply connected were the Browns with Mr. Drivedi?"Ava responded in a measured tone, "As connected as an employer is with an employee. He was a key figure in the company, instrumental in driving sales and growth that we couldn't overlook. Nevertheless, Rohan was an employee like any other."Nancy couldn't help but chuckle at the statement. "Then could you explain why a mere employee was present at the Brown mansion during an exclusive gala last year? Our investigation reveals that only elite businessmen received invitations, and Rohan wasn't among them." Nancy displayed another picture on her laptop screen and continued, "Furthermore, Rohan was seen with you outside a coffee shop just last week. Can you provide a specific reason for that?"Ava's composure wavered for a brief moment, but she swiftly masked it with another smile as she replied, "Well, on paper, he held a senior executive position at Alpha Group. However, he was embroiled in a few scandals that could tarnish the company's reputation. I had gone to issue him a warning—either resign or face further consequences.""What scandals?" Nancy pressed."There were rumours of an inappropriate relationship with one of our shareholder's wife," Ava explained. "Unacceptable, hence we had to take action.""What can you tell us about his personal life?"Ava shook her head. "He was a bachelor. That's all."With a sigh, Nancy continued, "We've obtained footage of him stealing a file from your company, which was found at the accident site. Any idea what that was about?"Ava appeared genuinely surprised, "I only learned about it a day after his death when we shared the footage with the police.""And what can you tell us about The Devil? Any insights?"Ava shrugged, her tone casual. "Only that he's a psychopathic killer targeting elite individuals, possibly with some vendetta against them. But it's a job more suited to your expertise, Officer, isn't it?"The taunt caused Nancy to bristle, but she bites it down with a smile on her face.After a brief discussion, they eventually bid each other farewell after the conversation. Nancy knew Ava was clever enough to hide all potential paparazzi behind her. She was famous for that. Nancy just witnessed that.With a sigh, she went back to the files. There is something she is missing among all. And she knew, she better find it quickly.****Working late into the night, Nancy sighed in frustration.A new case had landed on her desk from Boston. The Jules McLaren. And surprisingly, or perhaps unsurprisingly, it was connected to the Devil.The pressure on her was intense, and time was slipping away. No matter what, she knew she was still far from the truth, and it seemed like the Devil was relishing every moment of it. There was an intricate web connecting everything, and she had a hunch that the Devil was fully aware of it.Submitting her files against the three elite cases provided a new avenue for investigation. She needed to determine if this information was the truth or just another deceptive move by the Devil. Deep down, she felt these were undeniable truths, well aware of the dark paths that a rich billionaire's fetishes could lead to.If targeting the top circles of business, especially the Alpha Group, was the Devil's true motive, he was playing with fire. Nancy understood that stopping him might require actions beyond the confines of the law.With a frustrated sigh, she slumped into her chair. The night was far advanced, and the case files still held her attention. A shadowy image of the Devil captured by Juliana's backyard camera lingered on her screen."One day, Devil, I will apprehend you," she whispered with unwavering determination. "And then, the scales of justice will tip in your favour."—X—A/N: Happy reading. See ya next week. make sure to follow me on Instagram at Only_Rusert. And on YT at Only_Rusert1928 for more digital updates. See ya next week.