Great! Here's **Chapter 4**, in which Jakub and Argo set off for the cemetery—a place full of shadows, mysterious clues, and their first real dangers. ---

 

## **Chapter 4: Shadows of the Cemetery**

Night enveloped the city in a thick, damp darkness. Streetlights cast pale shafts of light across the wet cobblestones, and fog crept through the streets like an invisible spy. Commissioner Jakub Nowak climbed into the car with Argo at his side. The dog felt the tension filling the air. Their destination was clear: an old cemetery on the outskirts of town—a place Rokicki had indicated with a subtle gesture during their conversation.

"We'll see what the night hides, Argo," Jakub said, turning on the car's headlights. The dog sat, staring at the road ahead, sniffing the air, and occasionally moving a paw as if sensing an invisible threat.

When they arrived, the cemetery looked like a maze of shadows. Old gravestones, bowed by the weight of time, moss-covered crosses, and overgrown paths made for the perfect hiding place for someone trying to remain unnoticed.

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### **First Clues**

Argo jumped out of the car and immediately began sniffing along one of the paths. The commissioner followed him cautiously, weapon at the ready. The dog suddenly stopped at one of the gravestones, sniffed the ground, and let out a low, warning growl.

Jakub stepped closer and saw: fresh mud tracks, tiny footprints, and pieces of red cloth—exactly like the pendant the first victim had worn.

"Argo, good work," he said quietly, writing everything down in his notebook. "Looks like someone was here recently."

In the distance, he saw a flicker of light—shadows appearing, moving between the gravestones. The commissioner felt someone watching them.

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### **A Dangerous Discovery**

Following the tracks, Jakub and Argo reached an old, overgrown chapel. The door was ajar, creaking softly with every gust of wind. Inside, the air was thick, saturated with moisture and dust.

They found another note with a symbol on the floor, this one drawn in blood. Beside it lay a small box with a lock—the key they'd found earlier fit perfectly.

Jakub carefully opened the box. Inside were documents, photos, and letters. Everything pointed to the killer keeping meticulous records of his victims and the police's movements.

"This is more than an investigation," Jakub told Argo. "It's a psychological game. Someone wants us to play their game."

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### **The First Trap**

Suddenly, Argo raised his head and barked, pointing to a shadow moving behind a pillar of the chapel. Jakub aimed his gun, but before he could react, he felt a shove in his back. He fell to the ground, the box falling from his hands.

"Argo!" he shouted, and the dog immediately lunged toward the shadow. The duel in the darkness lasted a few seconds, during which Jakub felt adrenaline coursing through his body.

The shadow fled, leaving behind only the initials carved into the ground: **R.K.**—the same initials the commissioner associated with Rokicki.

Jakub rose, brushing the mud from his clothes. Argo stood at his side, alert and ready.

"This isn't the end, Argo," the commissioner said. "This is just the beginning."

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### **End of the Night**

Leaving the cemetery, Jakub stared at the dark silhouettes of the tombstones in the streetlight. He knew his opponent was always one step ahead. Argo walked by his side, a faithful shadow, ready to react to his every move.

“Tomorrow we’ll have to scan all of Rokicki’s contacts,” he said to the dog. “And remember, Argo, this time we can’t let him get one step ahead of us.”

The dog barked softly, as if in agreement, and the wind carried with it the scent of rain and mystery. The city slept, but for Jakub and Argo, the night was just beginning—full of murders, mysteries, and shadows that could engulf anyone who dared investigate.

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If you want, I can write **Chapter 5**, in which Jakub and Argo begin to reconstruct the killer’s path, meet another suspect, and the danger becomes physically real—they’ll have to contend not only with mysteries but also with a direct threat to their lives.

Would you like me to continue Chapter 5?