Going on an investigation alone might not be the best idea, especially if it leads you straight into the clutches of the Port Mafia.

Sitting behind one of the shipping crates in this old, dark hangar, you pray that these mobsters will soon leave without finding you.

One minute, two minutes and silence. Quiet footsteps that make the heart pound in the ears. Someone bent over a crate, looking straight at you.

"You can stop playing hide and seek, there's nobody here."

That familiar voice. A voice that belongs to Chuuya. Oh, no.