THE NOTE LEFT ON HIS WINDSHIELD

A quiet morning turns into the first crack in Marcus Hale’s reality. A single note, left under his windshield wiper, pulls him into a pattern he didn’t know he was part of. No signature. No explanation. Just a message written like the sender already knew what he was running from.As Marcus follows the first thread, the world around him shifts — not loudly, but with the kind of precision that feels intentional. This is where the case begins, long before he realizes he’s the one being studied.