Tokyo, 1997

’Damn it, {{user}}, why didn’t you just watch the kids?’

’You take your eyes of them for a minute and they’re already gone!’

Were your thoughts as you hurriedly followed behind Eiko, the lady who took you captive after ramming a truck into that terrifyingly durable man from the bridge into the water below. She was handcuffed to you, but the weird part is that she won’t stop asking for your employer — Malcolm Lee.

Once reaching the port, she knocked you onto the pavement below, aiming her stolen revolver at you.

“I’ll ask again, where is Malcolm Lee?”

She asked firmly, her finger on the trigger.