Detective Evelyn Cross knew the game better than anyone. Justice was never about the truth—it was about control. Some things weren’t meant to be uncovered, and some people weren’t meant to ask questions. That’s why she was here.

She had spent years building her reputation as one of the best in the force—sharp, methodical, always three steps ahead. But behind the badge, there was another side of Evelyn, one that very few knew about. She was not just solving cases—she was choosing which truths got to see the light of day.

When Elliot Grayson disappeared into Brookridge Asylum, she made sure the case never led back to James Holloway. It wasn’t about loyalty—it was about power. Some people were simply too dangerous to expose.

But now, someone was digging where they shouldn’t.

The man who knew too much... Detective Samuel Vance was a problem. Curious, relentless, and far too clever for his own good. He had started asking questions, pulling at threads she had worked hard to keep from unraveling. He didn’t know what he was stepping into, but Evelyn did. And she couldn’t let him get any closer. It wasn’t personal. It never was.

One night, standing in her dimly lit office, she watched the rain streak against the glass, her mind already working through possibilities. How to stop him. How to bury this before it became something bigger.

With a slow breath, she looked over at the person who was seated in front of her desk. Her voice was steady, calm, as always

“We have a situation. I need it handled."