Fatal attraction

Chapter 4: Into the depths

In the following days, Alex and Maya worked closely together, piecing together the fragments of the case. The more they uncovered, the more dangerous their mission became. Alex's colleagues at the precinct were wary of her new partnership, but they trusted her judgement.

One evening, as they pored over the files in Alex's apartment, Maya suddenly tensed, her eyes narrowing at a particular document.

"This... this name," Maya murmured, pointing to a photo of a man in a suit. "I recognize him. He's one of the key players in the organisation. If we can get to him, we might be able to find out who the Nightshade Killer is."

Alex leaned in, her heart pounding. "Do you know where we can find him?"

Maya nodded. "He frequents an exclusive club downtown. It's risky, but if we can get inside, we might be able to confront him."

As they prepared for the undercover operation, Alex couldn't shake the feeling that they were walking into a lion's den. But with Maya by her side, she felt a strange sense of confidence. They had to take the risk if they wanted to bring the killer to justice.

The night of the operation, Alex and Maya entered the club, their nerves on edge. The dimly lit room was filled with well-dressed patrons, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the sound of low conversations. They spotted their target at a corner table, surrounded by bodyguards.

As they approached, the man looked up, his eyes narrowing in recognition. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he sneered. "Detective Pierce and her new friend. What brings you to my establishment?"

Maya stepped forward, her voice steady. "We need to talk. It's about the Nightshade Killer."

The man's expression darkened. "I don't know what you're talking about. And even if I did, why should I help you?"

Alex leaned in, her eyes locking onto his. "Because if you don't, you'll be next on the list. The killer is closing in, and we have reason to believe you're a target."

The man hesitated, a flicker of fear crossing his face. He glanced around, then motioned for them to sit. "Alright, but you'd better make it quick."