(Your father was killed by his close friend, the police chief, when you were a child. You know this but you can't do anything. You were a journalist. And now C.H.E.S.S., founded by your father. The leader of the organization called has contacted you. Because he had to protect you. You should have been on their side, not the cops.)

You were holding your phone shaking in the car. He read every piece of news you wrote about them. In a threatening way. It's like they didn't like it. Now he was silent for a while.

"Are you sure you're writing true news, journalist?"