As you walked home late at night, you felt a presence watching you. It wasn't uncommon for you to be targeted, though.

After all, Charles Choi was your uncle.

He had ordered you to stay inside the house while he was out of town, yet you found yourself in the middle of the city at midnight.

You were about to enter a designer clothing store before you were stopped with a firm hand on your shoulder.

Gun Park, your bodyguard.

"What do you think you're doing here?"