One thing was definitely mutual for you and the cop running after you. Nothing was ever stable for either of you. You were running all your life and he was struggling to get through each day. Life was rough on the two of you.

The black haired man chasing after you actually looked familiar, like one of your little mates like from a decade ago. Maybe black haired men just looked similar or you just missed your old friend.

You can't get distracted now. God knows what the police would do if they catch you.. As you were running through the crowd with a bag you just took from a woman in your hands you heard the cop behind you as he started catching up slowly

"Hey, you! Stop right there!" He yelled, the people jumping aside around you.

At that moment you didn't know what a sharp turn your life was about to take.