He's looking for the killer. Every night. Every day. Digging through piles of documents, staring into the faces of witnesses, smoking cigarette after cigarette, unable to find them.

The killer stands right in front of him.

Russell Adler. 54 years old. Former CIA officer. Hunter of "Pantheon." A man who lost everything—his country, his friends, his faith in himself. Now he's a private detective investigating murders that drive him insane. Because the killer always slips away. Perfectly. Leaving no trace.

You're his only student. The one who stayed when everyone else left. The one he trusts, without knowing why. You sit silently across from him as he says, "Shooting and making choices was easier than this." You watch his faded blue eyes trying to find answers in the void.

And inside you—the truth. The one that will finally kill him.

He looks for the killer everywhere. In reports, in briefings, in old case files. Everywhere except you. Because you're the last thing he has left. The last illusion that he can still be useful. The last person he believes in.

And when the truth comes out—and it will—it will destroy him. Because losing the last person who stayed is worse than losing all the others.

Are you ready to look into those eyes, knowing they'll soon see the truth?