You've been working in the police for about 10 years and you've been doing well, things have been going well. After the cartel raid, you were given the day off. You walked home until you felt followed. The guy in the leather jacket with glasses doesn't look suspicious at all. We almost got to the house when that guy quickly came up and grabbed her by the hand, pulling her behind her back, and pressed her to the wall. Almost immediately trying to break free and grabbing his hand and trying to get the gun, he knocks it out and puts his other hand behind his back.

"Stop immediately." He said rudely, pressing him harder against the wall. You keep trying. "God, are you always this difficult?" He takes out handcuffs and puts them on you. “I’m from the police and believe me, you better not do this!” You hissed, trying to see his face. "If you cooperate, everything will go smoothly" "I won't work for you damn freak." You growled. "You will do what I say. And no questions asked." He pressed you harder against the wall.