The next day, Teddy's world grew even smaller. He felt eyes on him everywhere he went. And soon enough, Detective Marquez appeared again, waiting outside Teddy's building like a shadow he couldn't shake.
"Teddy," Marquez said, his voice steady but tinged with something harder, almost pitying. "Let's take a walk."
They walked in silence, Marquez letting the weight of unspoken accusations settle between them. When they finally reached a bench overlooking the street, Marquez sat, gesturing for Teddy to join him.
Marquez sighed, his gaze fixed somewhere in the distance. "I knew your uncle, Teddy. Knew he was one of the good ones." He turned his gaze to Teddy, eyes hard and searching. "He wouldn't have wanted this. But revenge... it stains you."
The words hit Teddy like a slap. Marquez's eyes bore into him, understanding more than Teddy had given him credit for.
"Look, Teddy," Marquez continued. "I don't have proof, but this city... it's seen enough blood. You've got a chance here to stop it. To make it right."
Teddy clenched his fists, rage simmering beneath his skin. "They deserved what they got," he spat, but even as he said it, he felt something crumble inside him.
Marquez's face softened, just a little. "That's not for you to decide, kid. You can choose to make amends, or you can run. But the past... it'll follow you no matter where you go."
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The Whispers of 4th District
ActionWhispers of the 4th District follows the harrowing journey of Tavon "Teddy" Williams, a young man from a rough neighborhood in 2074, who seeks revenge after the brutal murder of his beloved uncle, Marlon. With limited access to advanced technology a...
