She sighed, then placed her hands on her forehead before shaking it. “He has no chances of survival in this; the Black Bull cartels are dangerous. Countless officers had tried to get hold of them but failed, leading many of our men to their early graves.” Clara then walked to a chair and sat. “Though I warned him, he’s on his own now.” Gideon held his bag, which contained the evidence he needed to track down the black Bull cartels and finally bring them to justice. He got to his car and drove to his apartment. After bringing out everything he had put in his bag, he arranged them on the desk in his living room, staring at them. The reason Gideon was so persistent and genuinely interested in the case was because of a woman whose husband was killed in the recent incident. The woman begged him to do whatever it took to make sure the killers of her husband were brought to justice. Apart from that, part of the reason Gideon could put his life on the line for his job was because of what h

Gideon swiftly adjusted his coat before stepping forward. “How did you know of my coming?” “Hehe,” the cartel boss laughed before standing up. “I know of every single thing that’s happening in this city. The mistake you made was ever pushing forward in this investigation after fully knowing my men were behind it.” Gideon didn’t flinch at the threat the cartel boss was throwing at him. He casually smirked before replying. “I’m a police officer, so what did you expect? I’m doing my job.” The cartel boss chuckled. “Hmmm, that’s fascinating. I’m impressed. It’s nice that you are accepting your death willingly and proudly.” Gideon has only one task to get done tonight. If he does it successfully, he won’t only fix one of the disturbing crime problems in the city but will also be a hero because the cartel boss he was facing now has a bounty on his head, dead or alive. “What makes you think you can kill me? Anyways, I’m not here to take you down only; I’m also here to confirm if you are

It was then that Gideon fully realised he had been dead all this while, and the clothes he was previously wearing, which were already decaying, were all real, not his hallucination. Gideon’s eyes widened as he asked, “You mean I have been dead for three years?” Clara began to mumble words in her mouth, as if already getting mental. “No, this can’t be possible. I saw him die.” Not quite long, the news spread across the department that Gideon was alive. His superior, Mr Muzan, rushed into Gideon’s office, and the moment he saw him, he froze. Muzan was a very close friend to Gideon despised he was his superior, though he was older than Gideon, and a very skilful and intelligent man. His intellect in the aspect of solving cases is unmatched by any. He went over to Gideon and softly held his hands. “I’m I hallucinating, or is this real?” Gideon stared at Muzan, but then he hugged him. Muzan had so many questions to ask, and so he invited Gideon to his office. Gideon sat on the chair

Muzan still couldn't let himself believe what Gideon had told him about what had happened to him; he had assumed and finalized that Gideon must have probably faked his death.Gideon walked out of the headquarters to a new place he had rented. Though after his demise, his money was still intact in his accounts.He opened the door to the apartment and went in, but soon noticed some things that weren't right: the place where he had kept some papers and other things he used for his investigation was slightly shifted from where he had previously dropped them, as though someone had tampered with them.And with thoughtful words he muttered under his breath, “There's no doubt, someone must have come here.”Gideon was very sensitive to his environment, especially to things he valued like his belongings, and he knew the exact way he had kept the documents before leaving the house early today, when he rented it, which is clear evidence that someone must have come, but the question remains, what