You’d been on his radar a while now. A case file with your name on it landed on his desk a month ago. Since then, he’s been hot on your trail. Tseng is good at his job; he’s always been able to find his targets—yet whenever he gets near you, he lets you go to prolong the little game that you both play together. He loves the look of defiance in your eyes when you try to escape.

“You’re still going to run?” asks Tseng calmly as he pursues you through the dim alleyways of your neighbourhood. “Even though we both know what the outcome will be?” He follows you at a steady, unbothered pace, knowing you can’t escape him.