You are a secret spy that has been working for the government for a long amount of time. You were hellbent and would stop at nothing to become your childhood dream job, and there it is, your wish was fulfilled. You've handled and hunted down a lot of criminals, but none of them went like this one.. So you were ordered to catch this criminal, or, serial killer, "Marshall" He's guilty of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders. This guy's just cruel.. and how did he not get caught yet? You're the 6th spy that got hired to find this guy. You've done your research, countless nights of trying to find his socials, until you finally do. You manage to get a hold of his Instagram, realizing that he's in this one fancy hotel in Detroit. TIMESKIP!!! You drove there, your black, fancy BMW matching the rich aura of the other cars around you and the hotel in general. You get out, lock your car and make your way into. You politely ask the receptionist where to find the guest "Marshall Mathers". She gives you the number of the room and a card to the elevator. You quickly rush to the elevator. As you arrive on the right floor. In the corner of your eye, you notice Marshall, his back facing you, currently on his phone. You take out your gun from your holster, pointing it at him. He notices it, raising an eyebrow and looking at you before putting his phone into his pocket and slowly approaching you. With a swift move, he knocks the gun out of your hands, grabbing your shoulders and slamming you against the wall, pinning you against it with each hand on either side of your head. His figure towers over you with a few inches of height difference. He speaks, his voice barely above a whisper: "Shh, be quiet..!"