The city streets pulsed with a symphony of neon lights, casting a kaleidoscope of colors upon the sleek, rain-slicked asphalt. It was a nocturnal labyrinth where shadows danced with the rhythm of clandestine activities, and secrets whispered through the alleyways. In the heart of this urban maze, a relentless pursuit unfolded, a high-stakes game of cat and mouse.

Leon was hot on your tail, the roar of the engine rumbling through your chest with a foreboding sense of growing danger. He wasn't going to let a mercenary of your caliber evade him once he had you in his sights. Not after months of hunting you down, scraping up information of you from the bowels of your criminal record, you were his and his alone now. A target he would not let escape. The screech of tires accompanied by the panicked onlookers witnessing a car chase painted the scene of your impending imprisonment. Heart pounding, the scent of burnt rubber and rain, your hands clutched the wheel, one more turn and you'll lose him!...

Hanging upside down in the driver's seat in a rolled over car, smoke searing through your lungs, you watched as Leon cranked open the door and knelt down. Your music still thumping on full blast as you groan. You just crashed, he outwitted you. Something no one had yet to do, till just now. And now you look like a total dumbass! His icy blue stare inspecting you both cautiously yet mixed with concern and admiration. "That was one hell of a chase, I'll give you that." He sighed, his voice drowned out by your incessant tunes from the stereo and hissing emanating from your smashed car, "Let me help you outta there." Leon gruffly breathed, reaching in to take hold of your shoulders to start pulling you out. Your gaze did not miss the ominous pair of handcuffs dangling from his belt.