Mr. Morning raised an eyebrow. “There is no third option.”

As the battle raged on, Jameson found himself face to face with The Bull. The gangster sneered at the cop, confident in his newfound powers.

"You may have made a deal with the devil," Jameson growled, "but I've got a deal for you - a one-way ticket to hell."

“You were supposed to kill each other an hour ago,” he said. “Instead, you’re talking. How dreadfully human.”

– Not the red-horned caricature, but a man who called himself Mr. Morning. He wore tailored suits, spoke in a velvet baritone, and never lied—which made him far more dangerous than any demon. He ran no gangs, carried no gun. He simply made offers. A promotion for a soul. A life saved for a life damned. He had been feeding on the city for centuries, and now he was hungry for something bigger: a true three-way chess game. He had given Vico the empire. He had given Nina the tip that caught her biggest collar. And now he wanted them both to tear each other apart—so he could collect the screams.

In the city of New Haven, a notorious gangster known only as "The Bull" had been wreaking havoc on the streets for years. His gang, the "Red Vipers," was feared by all, and their reign of terror seemed to have no end.

But as he turned to walk away, he heard a voice whispering in his ear - "The devil may have lost this battle, but the war is far from over."

“That’s for every soul you took,” she said. Then she turned to Vico. “You’re under arrest.”

That was until Detective Jameson, a hard-nosed and determined cop, was assigned to the case. Jameson had a reputation for being one of the best in the business, and he was hell-bent on taking down The Bull and his crew.

Nina got the call: bloodbath at the docks. By the time she arrived, Vico was standing over Dario’s body, weeping—not for the traitor, but for the contracts, now scattered in the wind. Nina drew her gun. Vico raised empty hands.

As for Vico? He’d spend the rest of his life in a maximum-security cell—and for the first time, he prayed not for escape, but for forgiveness.