Fool! Both Sides of the Game Are My Puppets

One man. Three masks. Infinite chaos. To the police academy elite, he's the sickly mentor whose wisdom outshines his failing body—"Stop mourning, I'm not dead yet." In the criminal underworld, he's the shadowy hand that touched perfection in the filth—"Scotch, leave the organization. I'm counting on you, Bourbon." And beneath it all? A genius youth terrified of his own power, desperate to escape the detective's mantle forced upon him by duty and expectation. When every player on the board answers to you, who's really being played?