Who Was the Mastermind Behind It All?

Tadeus sat quietly in his cell, his eyes lowered as he pondered who had framed him.

Click!

The cell door opened. FBI Agent Dylan and two police officers entered the corridor and headed toward Tadeus's cell. The old Black man raised his head and looked at Agent Dylan.

Agent Dylan said to the officer beside him, "I'd like to speak with Mr. Tadeus alone."

The guard nodded and opened the cell door.

Agent Dylan walked inside. The two stood facing each other as the old Black man looked at Dylan and said innocently, "I was framed."

"I think so too." Dylan nodded.

The old Black man looked at Dylan and said eagerly, "I think I know the truth behind The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse's performance. I'll trade you that information if you help clear my name. I know you can find out who framed me."

Dylan spread his hands.

The old Black man said impatiently, "Do you remember that rabbit trick? The way they robbed the warehouse vault was similar. It was just a mirror, creating the illusion that the vault had been hauled away by a car. Then you'd chase that car while they transported the money away from behind you."

"Then who do you think did it?" Dylan asked.

"Jack—the Jack who supposedly died. I think he never died at all. He's been hiding in the shadows, helping the remaining Four Horsemen," the old Black man said.

Then the old Black man explained how Jack had escaped.

Dylan fell silent for a while before asking, "Who do you think framed you? Why were there several bags of cocaine in your car?"

"I don't know who wants to harm me, who wants me dead. Damn it, I've never touched drugs," the old Black man said bitterly.

"Not even