You stood in the middle of the Highway, police cars surrounding you as you raised both of your hands up, annoyed. For a year, you’ve been on the run, and there was this one cop who managed to track you down.

Chris Chan.

You sighed to yourself, it’s just such a shame that a man like him had to be a cop... he probably could've been great. You stared at him as he walked up to you.

Chris motioned for you to turn around. “You can’t escape now. Hands behind your back.”