Chapter 14

As I walked out of the office, my phone beeped, indicating a new message. I glanced at the screen and saw that it was from an unknown number. The message was short and to the point: “Meet me under the bridge near 5th Street at midnight. I have information about your next target.”

My heart skipped a beat as I read the message. Who could this be? Was it a trap, or was it a genuine lead on the next target? I felt a sense of unease wash over me, but at the same time, I couldn’t ignore the possibility that this could be my chance to make another big arrest.

I tried calling the number back, but it went straight to voicemail. Whoever it was, they clearly didn’t want to be identified. I weighed my options for a moment, then decided to take a chance and go meet the mystery informant under the bridge.

As I drove to the meeting spot, my mind raced with thoughts and scenarios. Who could this person be? And most importantly, could I trust them?

When I arrived at the bridg