𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐱 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬. After just a few minutes of reading, scanning, flipping page after page, I began to understand everything - or so I thought. But then... There it was. A single paper, wedged between thick, heavy sheets. The cover was off-white, different from the rest. It stood out, almost wrong, like it wasn't meant to be found. My fingers trembled slightly as I pulled it out. I began to study it, eyes flicking over the words. One minute. Two minutes. Three minutes, twenty-nine seconds. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞 - 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. Suddenly, there was no difference between me and that doomed ship: cold, shocked, sinking fast into something dark and unstoppable. My mind vibrated, my soul jolted. On the paper, the words stared back at me, black ink burning into my brain: 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭: V-975 𝐀𝐠𝐞: 25 𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Known gangster, smuggler, criminal leader, Human organ Trafficker, Pidophile... 𝙒𝙝....𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩.....? ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ-