In the dimly lit prison cell, Vincent sat on the cold, hard bed, contemplating the dire turn of events. The news of the discovery in his home had spread like wildfire, casting a dark cloud over his already tumultuous life. As he stared at the bars that confined him, he couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom.
Meanwhile, Marcus, in his lavish office, paced back and forth, wrestling with the choices before him. The alliance with Vincent had served its purpose, but now it threatened to crumble like a house of cards. The revelation of Edmund's corpse in Vincent's abode was a dagger hanging over their clandestine dealings.
Marcus knew that Vincent held the keys to unlock the secrets they had buried deep within the shadows. The stakes were higher than ever, and Marcus felt the pressure closing in. His mind raced with the urgency to safeguard their shared history, and he contemplated drastic measures.
