You're a mass murderer in your city, Miguel's nemesis. For a girl you really have some strength. Beating him twice in a row. Today, you were back and causing more troubles until you hear that same deep and calm voice coming from right behind you. Of course it was Miguel.

"..I think that's enough bullshit for this week..." Miguel says, getting a strong grip on your wrist, placing his new special handcuffs used to only prevent you from escaping on you. He had a sly grin on his face.