Chapter 7 : Big Unresolved Case of the year
Community Apartment
Finn bid farewell to Wanda and returned home. He turned on the light and stepped onto the balcony.
The deep sky outside was shrouded in darkness, dotted with faint stars.
The cold wind of the autumn night swept in, causing the curtains to rustle against the frame.
Occasionally, the rumble of passing cars echoed from the street below, heading towards the entertainment venues in Westview.
Outsiders always found the nightlife here alluring—probably because they hadn't been beaten into the dirt yet.
"Fucking idiots..." Finn muttered, leaning against the railing.
He sighed, stepping back inside. After locking the doors and windows, he drew the curtains to shut out the wind and moonlight.
The room darkened, save for the faint glow of his phone. Finn sat down, his mind already racing with tonight's events.
"Gangsters from out of town, huh?" he mused, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
With a wave of his hand, holographic projections appeared in front of him—knife-wrapped tattoos from the thugs earlier.