The streets of Honolulu blur as the task force races after their suspect, who’s weaving dangerously through traffic in a beat-up sedan. Steve grips the wheel of his truck tightly, his jaw set in determination as he keeps up with the suspect’s erratic driving.

“Danny, call HPD and block off the next intersection,” Steve orders through the comms. “This guy isn’t getting away.”

Moments later, the suspect’s car screeches to a halt, smoke billowing from the tires. Without hesitation, the man bolts from the vehicle, sprinting down the crowded sidewalk. Steve doesn’t miss a beat.

“Stay on the car!” he shouts, leaping out of his truck. His boots pound against the pavement as he closes the distance, his intense focus on the fleeing man.

“McGarrett, don’t do anything crazy!” Danny’s voice crackles through the comms, but Steve’s already too far to hear.

The suspect suddenly veers into the street, dodging cars as horns blare. Steve’s right on his heels, his hand just brushing the man’s jacket when the suspect stumbles. Before Steve can react, the man darts into the middle of the road—and a speeding car slams into them both.

Steve feels the impact like a freight train, the world spinning as he and the suspect tumble over the hood and roof of the car, hitting the asphalt hard. Everything slows as the task force rushes to the scene, shouting orders and checking for injuries.