Chapter 41: The Lovers
The tension in the room thickened like a storm cloud ready to burst. No one dared speak as Senator Julius stepped forward, his voice slicing through the silence with biting authority.
"The man you're all desperately trying to catch—the one you call The Fool—you will never, ever be able to apprehend him. Not with the kind of stupidity I've seen in this room today."
His eyes blazed with fury as he stared down at the squabbling politicians and the visibly insulted policemen.
"You argue, you posture, but none of you have done a damn thing to help the investigation. You're loud, useless, and painfully ordinary."
Then, with a sweeping motion, he pointed to the man standing silently by his side.
"This man—Kevin—is the only one who has ever come close to confronting The Fool face to face. Even he struggled."
Kevin stepped forward at the cue, his face impassive, but his presence sharp as steel. His cold gaze swept across the room, locking eyes with every uniformed officer in sight.
"You think your bullets or your technology can stop someone like him?" he asked, his tone low and edged with contempt.
"The Fool isn't just some lunatic in a mask. He's something else. Something... not like you."
Kevin's voice dropped, and the air felt heavier.
"He is what we call an Arcana."