**[Night – Abandoned Warehouse, Dock District]**
Rain hammered rusted steel. Nathan stood under the broken rafters, trench coat soaked through, fury barely caged beneath his calm.
The Black Viper lay on the ground, bloodied from the earlier scuffle.
Vincent Carmichael stood nearby, arms crossed. “He didn't want to talk. Until now."
The man groaned. “You... don't know... do you?"
Nathan crouched. “Tell me what happened five years ago. Tell me what Jolene did."
The Viper chuckled wetly. “Rich girls always want fire... until it burns."
Nathan's hands curled into fists. “She hired you?"
“To scare the other girl. The one with the sketchbook. Said the guy she loved was getting too... distracted."
Nathan froze.
“Jolene hired you... to threaten Aileen?"
The man nodded. “Wasn't supposed
