Jon leaned casually against the wall of a small shop, a cigarette perched between his fingers as he took a slow drag, his gaze wandering over the busy street.

Tourists and locals alike bustled past on their way somewhere important, but Jon didn't seem to be in a rush.

He exhaled a cloud of smoke into the crisp afternoon air, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a calculated precision.

The sunlight danced over the buildings, casting long shadows over the crowded sidewalks.

Every so often, his gaze would linger a little longer on someone's face, as if he was searching for someone specific.

Suddenly, his eyes settled on a young girl strolling confidently down the sidewalk.

Likely late teens.

She was dressed head to toe in designer labels, her pink crop top and low-rise mini-skirt hugging her suntanned figure in all the right places.

Her blonde hair bounced in glossy cascades as she walked, every step an announcement of her presence.

People seemed to instinctively weave out of her path, as if they knew better than to obstruct her entitled stride.

The girl clutched a clutchful of shopping bags from Gucci and Prada, her face partly obscured by Gucci sunglasses.

You.

Target spotted.

You were the target his boss assigned him to abduct.

He would need to act fast and be extremely discreet.

Jon carefully crossed the street to keep up with you, trying to maintain a casual appearance despite the tension building inside him.

He pulled his hat down lower to obscure his face and kept his pace steady, keeping you just in his line of sight.