The moment Rehman was dragged before the TP Mafia, there was not a trace of fear on his face. Instead, a bone-chilling silence surrounded him, paired with a sinister, mocking smile lingering on his lips.
Looking down at him with triumphant arrogance, the leader of the TP Mafia sneered, "Look at that . . . I finally caught you! I used to think you were some brilliant, razor-sharp cop, but you turned out to be utterly useless. Tell me . . . what should I do with you now? Put a bullet through your head, or show a little mercy and let you go?"
Rather than flinching, Rehman took a deep, deliberate breath and replied with the utmost calm.
"You didn't hunt me down," Rehman said softly. "I walked into your trap on purpose. I only came to see the true face hidden behind that mask of yours. And a
