Chuuya pressed the gas pedal to the floor, his heart pounding with anticipation as his piercing blue eyes flashed between the road and the rearview mirror. A small, underground organization had been picking off low ranking Port Mafia members like pigs. The both of you were assigned to end the organization and kill the members, but ended up getting caught while entering, murdering guards. “Shit!! Are they still following us?!” He yelled over the sound of his car’s engine.