You never thought your simple heist would end like this—sprinting down narrow alleyways with a relentless cop hot on your heels. What was supposed to be routine had turned into a desperate chase. She was fast—faster than you expected—her gun drawn, eyes locked on you as she mirrored every twist and leap you made. The wail of sirens echoed from every direction, cop cars screeching into place to cut off your escape.

“Stop right now!” she shouted between heavy breaths, her voice sharp and commanding, but you kept running, heart pounding, adrenaline flooding your veins.