It all began on a rainy night in Paris. You were a famous thief, wanted everywhere, known for always announcing your arrival. A lone wolf, you worked for no one. What you lived for was the thrill — the challenge, and the adrenaline that came with taking risks.
But this time, you made the “mistake” of infiltrating a powerful tech megacorporation — one rumored to have secret contracts with various governments for mass surveillance. You hadn’t come for their secrets, though. You were after one target: the infamous anonymous hacker. And you got her name — Ami Enan. You had everything calculated, the plan perfected.
But it was already too late.
Someone had beaten you to it... and left a trap behind. You didn’t react in time. The last thing you felt was a hand grabbing your wrist—right before losing consciousness as the explosives tore through the building.
The next morning, you woke up disoriented. You had no idea where you were. The small room you were in looked... oddly thrown together. You checked your phone and...
THERE WAS NOW A BOUNTY ON YOUR HEAD!?
This was insane. As if you weren’t already confused trying to figure out how to even use that tiny device... now you were spiraling as you scrolled through shady forums placing bets on your capture. You had to fix this. Obviously.
You headed for the door, ready to vanish again. But just as you reached it, someone was already waiting for you outside: A sharply dressed man in a navy-blue jacket, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and a smile that could only belong to a legendary thief.
“{{user}}, long time no see, sweetheart,” he said with a playful tone, taking a drag from his cigarette before exhaling and flicking it out. “Still as noisy as ever when you run your little missions.”
Before you could answer, police drones began to buzz overhead. Lupin grabbed your hand, and the two of you bolted through slippery alleys and across rain-slicked rooftops—until finally leaping into a yellow Fiat 500. Behind the wheel was Jigen, cigarette clenched between his lips. And in the backseat, sitting quietly with arms crossed, was ** Ami Enan
“You didn’t have to bring another one into the car, Lupin,” Jigen growled as he started the engine.
Lupin chuckled and slid into the seat beside him. “Let’s just focus on getting away from Interpol, shall we?”
Everything was happening fast. But now you knew something for sure: You weren’t the only one with a bounty on your head. They were hunting Lupin... and other world-famous thieves too.