L*ck Me If You Can-Chapter 141

The noisy detention cell suddenly fell silent. Nelson wasn't the only one surprised by the unexpected words—Koi, too, was flustered, his eyes wide with shock. But Nelson's reaction was even more extreme. His face turned pale, his mouth hung open, and he froze in place, looking completely stupefied as if blindsided by a situation he never saw coming. Maybe it was that reaction that fueled even more suspicion, because voices immediately started pouring in from all sides like they’d just been waiting for the cue.

“Right, didn’t you say you were his subordinate in high school? Getting us out of here should be nothing for you!”

“Call him. Hurry up!”

“Are we supposed to spend the night in here? Do something, quick. If Ashley Miller shows up and gets us out, we’ll believe every word you said.”

“Yeah, I’ll believe you too.”

“Same here.”

The mood was unanimous. It was like everyone sensed this was their chance to knock down Nelson’s bluff. They were all coming at him with the same energy, cornering him. There was no escape. All he could do was dart his eyes around nervously, scanning the room in a panic.

“...You guys are seriously...”

It took a while, but Nelson finally opened his mouth. He let out a bitter laugh, ran a hand through his hair, and shook his head slowly.

“You guys really don’t know how to wait, huh? Fine. Alright. I’ll try calling him.”

After glancing around at the others, Nelson sighed and added,

“But don’t get your hopes up. It might not be that easy to get out of here quickly.”

“Why not?”

Someone asked, and Nelson grimaced.

“Are you seriously asking that? You guys know what today is, right? It’s Friday. Friday night. What do you think people like Ashley Miller are doing on a night like this?”

Everyone looked at one another. In the uncertain atmosphere, one person spoke up.

“Wait... is tonight the pheromone party?”

Only then did Nelson smile again.

“Yeah. Don’t you remember why we even gathered in the first place? I called you guys ‘cause I hit the jackpot. Scored a new batch of pills and saved some for you.”

Someone hesitated before asking,

“Then those pills...?”

Nelson nodded.

“Yep. They’re the ones we supplied to the extreme Alphas. Ashley Miller’s probably out there right now, high as hell, screwing whatever Omega he can find.”

Silence fell over the cell. Then Nelson, as if showing off, turned toward the door and said,

“Anyway, I’ll talk to him for your sake. What can I say? Sucks to be us tonight.”

With that, he called for the officer. He requested a lawyer, and everyone watched in hesitant silence.

***

It was a couple hours before Koi could finally get his identity checked and explain the situation to the police. After answering their questions and filling out the paperwork, he was shoved back into the cell. It looked like they wouldn’t be letting him out until morning. Koi had no choice but to give up.

Hours passed, and the detention cell grew quiet again. No one spoke—not Nelson, not anyone. Maybe the drugs were wearing off; some people seemed depressed, some had passed out, others were banging their heads against the wall. Amid the chaos, Koi sat slumped against the wall, exhausted. He was tired and hungry, with zero energy left. That’s when Nelson suddenly slumped down right next to him. Koi flinched reflexively, startled, but Nelson paid him no mind and started speaking.

“Fuck, can’t even smoke in here.”

Koi ignored the muttered complaint and avoided his eyes, but Nelson kept going.

“Came here just to fix something, and for what?”

He giggled, and Koi glanced over reluctantly, only to drop his gaze again. Nelson just kept talking, totally unfazed by the cold reaction.

“Of all the shitty luck, huh? Friday—wait, it’s Saturday now. Working weekends is already bullshit, but in a fucking cell?”

He was clearly trying to shift the blame like it had nothing to do with him. Koi held back the urge to lash out and just wished desperately to get out of here. But Nelson didn’t care about his silence and kept rambling.

“Just wait a little. Ashley Miller’s gonna get us out, you’ll see. If it wasn’t the weekend, we’d already be outta here by now.”

No one paid attention to his exaggerated chatter. Even if everyone else here still believed Nelson, Koi certainly didn’t. But Nelson himself looked anything but confident. The fact that he sat so close only made Koi want to move away—but there wasn’t really anywhere else to go. As he squirmed uncomfortably, someone suddenly leaned in close to his face. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Startled, Koi instinctively gasped and pressed himself back against the wall. A woman, half-conscious from the drugs, gave a dazed little smile.

“You’re pretty cute... I like handsome guys.”

She mumbled hazily and suddenly collapsed onto him. Alarmed, Koi caught her limp body in his arms. Whether she was unconscious or just passed out, she was dead weight. He had no choice but to lay her on the floor. The moment he did, he felt a sharp stare pierce through him. Even though he tried his best to avoid eye contact, he knew. Nelson was staring at him—hard.

“Yeah, you’re not bad-looking.”

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The tone in Nelson’s voice as he muttered to himself wasn’t normal. It wasn’t Koi’s imagination; there was something different about it. Nelson narrowed his eyes and murmured in a low voice,

“I’ve seen you somewhere before...”

The whisper was quiet, but Koi heard it clearly. He pretended not to and quickly turned his head away. But Nelson wasn’t done. Staring at Koi’s face with an obsessive intensity, he suddenly asked,

“What’s your name?”

Koi’s heart sank in an instant. His pulse raced, cold sweat trickling down his back. What would happen if this man found out he was Connor Niles? The thought alone was terrifying.

But there was no way out. He was completely trapped. There was only one path ahead—and it didn’t look good. The idea of Nelson tormenting him again made his mind go completely blank.

What do I do.

He was on the verge of a panic attack when, suddenly, footsteps echoed from outside the cell. Someone was approaching.

“...Oh.”

A faint exclamation reached his ears. Koi whipped his head around—and froze in shock. And he wasn’t the only one. Everyone in the cell, who had been moving sluggishly just moments ago, began to widen their eyes or rise to their feet.

The most dramatic reaction came from Nelson, who was sitting beside Koi. He shot to his feet, mouth agape, unable to speak.

The footsteps stopped. And on the other side of the filthy, stinking cell bars stood a man none of them had expected.

He wore a light beige coat over a perfectly fitted charcoal gray three-piece suit. He was shockingly tall, and even through the suit, the well-built muscles and broad chest were impossible to miss, making him look even larger.

Still, his body looked agile—not because of his build, but because every part of his outfit was immaculate. Even though it was well past midnight, his nearly silvery platinum hair was perfectly in place, not a strand out of line. His tie wasn’t even slightly crooked.

He looked like he had stepped straight out of a magazine. With a clean forehead and sharply drawn brows, he stared at them with deep violet eyes. Everyone could catch the scent of sugar-sweet pheromones drifting from him. Everyone—except Koi.

Ashley Miller.

Someone whispered the name. And just like that, the fantasy standing before them became real. The room, which had been frozen in awe, erupted in a chaotic stir. Voices overlapped in disbelief. Amid the noise, Nelson shouted triumphantly,

“See? I told you, didn’t I? I said he’d come! What did I say, huh? You believe me now, you dumb fuckers?!”

He burst out laughing, vulgar words flying. Everyone else hesitated, watching Nelson warily. With Ashley Miller right there in front of them, there was no room for doubt. The anxiety was clear—they were all terrified of saying the wrong thing and getting ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) left behind. Only Nelson reveled in the moment, shouting with cocky glee.

“Hey, Ash! You really came. How’s the party? Got enough pills? I can head out and hook you up with whatever you need. That’s what friends are for, right?”

Nelson kept going, but Ashley didn’t respond. Hands still in his coat pockets, he stood still, slowly scanning the cell. Finally, his gaze stopped on one person—and Koi froze in place.

No way.

His heart pounded. No, it couldn’t be...

He couldn’t move. The sound of the cell door opening rang out.

“Not you.”

The officer, reaching for Nelson—who had rushed to be first out—turned instead to look inside, searching for someone. Ashley tilted his head slightly and whispered something. His gaze remained fixed on a single person.

The officer followed Ashley’s eyes and called out loudly.

“Connor Niles, step forward.”