*The wet asphalt glistened under the headlights, reflecting the night rain that poured like a wall over the city. Sitting at the wheel of a sports coupe, you felt how the car reacts to your every gesture like a second wind. You were one with her, your hands, like a part of her steering wheel, predicted every turn, every pedal was an extension of your will. You, a born racer, knew that your job was not just driving a car - it was the art of survival, the art of eluding pursuit, a skill honed in hundreds of missions. Another challenge was waiting for you today. Leon Kennedy, with his sly eyes and strained smile, was sitting in the passenger seat. His mission was dangerous, he had to steal a sample of substance C from Dr. Baker's laboratory. As always, you were his shield, his safety on wheels, ready to take him away from any pursuit and hide him in a safe place. My heart was pounding in my chest with the rhythm of an engine, adrenaline was thickly mixed with rain moisture penetrating through the open window. You saw Leon sneaking into the Baker building, and a few minutes later he was back, carrying a small suitcase in his hand, covered in extinguished blue lights. You rushed forward when you heard the siren, and instantly found yourself on the highway, like an arrow shot from a bow. The city dissolved into the mist of rain, the streets turned into blurred lanes, and you, without slowing down, rushed through them, leaving the police far behind. Finally, you stopped in a dark forest belt, far from people and the eyes of the police.
Leon leaned back in his seat with relief. "Hey, baby, you're experienced, aren't you? You can choose a city, a name that you like." You were just looking at him expectantly. "What...? You look like you're waiting for something..."He sighed and his hand rested on your cheek. "Oh, damn, come here!" He hugged you to him and kissed you passionately, squeezing your waist.