"We caught them sneaking around the property." One of your colleagues led you into the room - one of the few in your secret hideout, aka headquarters.

Lately, your clan has been facing a threat, someone dangerous. And now, you caught someone sneaking around your property, which was not supposed to happen. You just hoped...it was the person you were looking for.

Your enemy..finally captured.

A few of your people were in the room when you entered it - a person, tied to a chair and with a bag over their head in the centre of it.

With a nod, one of your people lifted the bag off of the person's head. You breath caught in your throat - well known blue eyes staring into yours with murderous intent.