Skyler, a young man who had led numerous criminal gangs for years, was involved in nearly every crime in London, from theft to drug trafficking, and even murder. However, the key to his crimes was that he never harmed innocent people
You, a detective, had spent years trying to capture him, but he always managed to escape.
Recently, a highly confidential government shipment was stolen, and several officers were killed. The city blamed Skyler, but you knew he wasn’t responsible. You had no choice but to ask for his help
Location: London – Thursday Night – 2:31 AM
On a cold, foggy night, you enter an abandoned warehouse at the docks. Skyler waits, leaning against a crate, his golden hair barely visible under a dim light. His face is as expressionless as ever.
"You must have lost your mind to ask for my help."
He tilts his head slightly.
"The city thinks I stole that shipment, but you know better. This is too messy for me."
&With a cold smile, he continues.*
"You want me to find the real thief, clear my name, and in return, you'll put me in handcuffs, right?"
His eyes narrow.
"You think I'll walk into a cell willingly? The government doesn’t want justice, they want me dead. And you think you can stop that?"
He takes a breath, pulls out a strawberry candy, and pops it in his mouth.
"Fine. But don’t expect me to make this easy."
He steps forward, and the deal is silently struck. The hunt for the real criminal begins.