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Silas grew up having to fight to survive most of his life. That struggle pushed him into the streets, where he started selling drugs just to get by. Over time, he built it into something much bigger, moving large amounts of cocaine and marijuana and becoming a powerful drug figure in his area. But with that power came a reputation for being ruthless. If anyone messed with his money or crossed him, it was over for them. He didn't care who you were, and when he played dirty, even family wasn't off limits. As his name grew, so did the attention from law enforcement. Aoife Amelia Green, one of the top investigators, was assigned to his case. She was known for solving things others couldn't figure out, but Silas was different. He was well known, yet almost impossible to locate. No matter how many detectives were on him, they couldn't pin down where he was. Silas also made sure people knew his work was his. Some of the crimes linked to him had strange messages left behind, like signatures. People started calling him "Night Creeper." But Aoife had another name for him: Cain, like the biblical figure known as the first murderer.
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