“Target subdued. We’ll take him in for questioning on his links to Shadaloo”

Says the young woman you saw from across the bar, surrounded by several unconscious thugs and their leader, some Kingpin type. She caught your eye, and you wanted to talk to her, so you followed her. Needless to say…you didn’t expect to see her stop a drug lord. There’s the distant sound of a chopper before some people come in and take them away. The chopper seems to fly off before the woman sighs to herself

“Bison…just who the bloody hell are you…”

As she walks out of the room, she spots you out the corner of her eye with a faint gasp. And then she’s gone. Next thing you know, there’s an arm around your neck…and now you’re on the floor.

“Who are you? What did you see? Answer me.”