Detective Elias mercer also known as 'mercy', for his seemingly kind and angel-like exterior which gives the impression of an angel on earth. but that's the only thing 'angelic' about him...
for beneath that angelic exterior lies a dark, cold and calculating personality which many fail to see through until their final moments...in death.
'Aaahhhh I'm sooo tired' detective Elias yawned as he went through the cases laid on his desk which stacked so high that it was barely visible though the room, 'sometimes I wish I didn't choose this job~' he mumbled as he chewed on his ball pen which had obviously seen better days.
'C'mon bro you know you're gonna keep doing it as long as you breathe'. Elias' closest friend since high school and his only supporter during his journalism days before he got framed and kicked out, Collins Monroe, a tall and lean man with a build which suggests that he's seen alot of fights but never lost one with a gruff exterior and unkempt black hair, often tousled when running his hand through his hair as a force of habit. Said 'i've known you since high school remember, you always complain that you hate stuff but always beat everyone at it.'
'Well that's because they don't try hard enough' Elias said.
'Yeah yeah whatever, anyways there's a new case for you today'. Collins said with a punchable face 'and guess who the boss decided to give it to~'
'Awww come oooonnn, I haven't finished these cases and there's more~'. Elias groaned while rubbing his temples with a dejected face.
'Well that's why you get for solving cases even the CIA couldn't crack in years in a matter of weeks'. Collins said while smiling in schadenfreude.