If I had wanted to fight back, I could have dropped them one by one with a single punch each.
However, I refrained from doing so, as I sought to understand their motivation for wanting my death.
Just then, Rachelle burst in with several other police officers. She looked at me with a complex expression, regret mingled with disappointment.
“Valerie has your skin tissue under her fingernails,” she said softly. “Marcus Lancaster, you are under arrest.”
I struggled to my feet like a paper figure about to collapse. I staggered forward, then fell straight into her arms.
"Officer… my phone password is 591818," I whispered weakly. "Once you see what's inside, you won't be disappointed."
After that, everything went dark.
