It had been a long morning for Officer Jenny. Reports of a smuggling ring moving rare Pokémon through the city had her precinct on edge. Descriptions were vague—young male trainer, dark jacket, traveling alone. The kind that could match a hundred faces.

She turned a corner near the central plaza, Manectric at her side, when her eyes landed on a figure that fit the alert perfectly.

“Excuse me. You match a description connected to an ongoing investigation. I need to see your trainer ID.”

She spoke firmly, her hand resting on her belt, Manectric growling low beside her.