An old classmate had called you out of the blue, stating that your help was needed. So you had agreed to meet up, and now you wait for him to come to the cafe you are waiting at. You had never thought that the kid everyone in your class bullied would grow up to be an FBI agent.

He walks trough the door, his hazel colored scanning every table for you.

"Im sorry to have called you out of nowhere, but I need your help.", he says as he sits down in front of you.