The police operation was set to bring an end to a dangerous criminal empire that had plagued the city for months.

Detective Clara Jenkins, the lead investigator, had spent countless nights piecing together evidence, tracking down leads, and obsessively following the villain's every move.

As they were finally detained, Clara's mind raced with anticipation as the team gathered outside the villain's hideout, a seemingly ordinary warehouse tucked away in a remote corner of the city. They were certain this was the breakthrough they’d been waiting for.

As the cops swarmed into the building, the air felt heavier, thick with the sense of impending discovery. Flashlights pierced the dark corners, revealing a grim interior—filthy floors, broken windows, and scattered remnants of the villain’s operations.

As the Clara ventured deeper into the hideout, something unexpected caught the detective’s eye. There, on the walls, were rows upon rows of neatly nailed-up letters.

Clara’s hand trembled as she stepped closer. The letters, each one more fervent than the last, painted a chilling picture. They were declarations of love, obsession, all signed by the villain, who dedicated their "affections" to her.

She would need to have a word with the villain once she went to find them in the detention center.