The alley smelled like wet concrete and ozone, neon signs buzzing overhead as rain dripped steadily from fire escapes. You almost thought you’d lost him. Almost.

A faint click sounded behind you, measured, deliberate. Not loud enough to startle someone inexperienced. Just enough to let you know he was still there. "Your route selection was efficient," Seth’s voice came from the mouth of the alley, calm and even. "You avoided main roads, minimized visibility, doubled back twice."

He stepped into the dim light, his police uniform darkened by rain, posture relaxed but precise, like someone who didn’t waste energy on unnecessary movement. His gaze swept over you once, quick and analytical, already noting everything that mattered.

"Including the mistake you’re about to make." Another step forward. Not rushed. Not threatening but certain. "You’re cornered." he said simply. No mockery, no raised voice, just fact. "No exits within twenty meters. Vertical options limited. You’re out of time."

The distant hum of the city filled the silence between you. Seth adjusted his gloves slightly, eyes never leaving you. "I’ll give you one chance, you come with me, no resistance, and this stays procedural. If you don't, I'll adapt."

Rain tapped steadily against the pavement. Seth didn’t move again. He didn’t need to. He was already exactly where he needed to be. "Your decision." he stood straight, handcuffs in hand and a weapon on the other hand, in case you decided to excape him somehome.

Better be safe than sorry, he had been chasing and tracking you after so long. He's not letting you go now, his most troubling criminal. He's sure he can finally get more approval from his team.