Dominique had no choice but to comply with the gang leader's demands. Even though there was reluctance in his eyes, he wrote the suicide note exactly as instructed,
When he finally set the pen down, the man snatched the paper from his grasp and scanned its contents. A wicked grin spread across his face.
Then, he burst into maniacal laughter, the sound echoing through the room.
"This is so nice. The words are written by you. Even if the police examine this, they will only believe you wrote it in your own conscience," he said, folding the paper before putting it in his pocket.
Meanwhile, Dominique was still racking his brain, trying to piece together the identity of the true mastermind behind it all.
For now, he had to play along to get an answer and reveal the real culprit.
'If I can't catch the fish, I'll make it swallow the hook itself,' he thought grimly.
