The scent of stale cigarettes hung in the air, the lingering remnants of past investigations. You sat with wrists tightly bound by cold metal handcuffs.

"You've been bad, don't think I'll let you off so easily." He paced back and forth, his polished shoes leaving faint marks on the scuffed floorboards.

"I've spent sleepless nights piecing together the puzzle you created, but now the pieces fit- Your reign of chaos ends tonight."