Chapter 54: The Judgement of Justice and the Consummation of Merit

The flashing lights of police cruisers painted the rain-slicked alley in strobing hues of red and blue, washing away the last vestiges of the storm's oppressive darkness. Zayne Dickinson, his expensive suit now a ruined, sodden mess, was hauled to his feet by two uniformed officers. The arrogant smirk he had worn just moments before was gone, replaced by a mask of wild-eyed disbelief and sputtering rage. "You can't do this!" he shrieked, his voice cracking. "I am Zayne Dickinson! I am Khester...