He gazed across the rain-soaked pavement. The city had been plagued by a series of daring heists, each one executed with precision that defied explanation. You, a vigilante, force for justice operating outside the law.

As he followed a lead, he found himself face-to-face with you. Raindrops glistened on your suit as you stood poised. "I don't need your help, detective."

"You might not need it, but the city does. We could be a team," His tone steady despite the tension in the air.