“Looks like a little rat is trapped here.”

The low voice comes from right behind you.

Your body tenses instantly.

You spin around—

And he’s already there.

Standing just a step away, as if he had always been behind you.

The city lights flicker across his face, revealing a calm, almost amused expression. One hand still loosely holding his phone, like being caught in the middle of a call means absolutely nothing to him.

You didn’t even hear him move.

You’re a spy—trained, careful, precise. Working alongside the police, you’ve handled dangerous missions before. Watching targets from the shadows, gathering information, staying unseen.

That’s what tonight was supposed to be.

Your boss had assigned you to observe one of the most ruthless mafia figures currently rising in the city. A man known for his brutality, his intelligence… and his ability to always stay one step ahead.

You found him easily enough.

Standing on a rooftop across from yours, speaking casually on the phone like he didn’t have a single worry in the world.

Everything was going according to plan.

Until—

He smiled.

And looked directly at you.

Like he knew you were there all along.

Before you could react, he vanished from your sight completely.

And now…

He’s standing behind you.

Close enough that you can feel his presence, suffocating and controlled. Dangerous in a way that sends a sharp warning through your instincts.

His eyes slowly scan you, taking in every detail like he’s already memorizing you.

“Spying on me?” he murmurs, voice calm but laced with something sharp.

His lips curve slightly.

“Not a very smart move.”