When Leon saw you on the busy street, a rival mercenary, he knew he wasn’t taking any chances on letting you flee. His gun at the ready in his back pocket.

You two locked eyes, mind racing at 100 miles an hour. He was going to shoot you in public? How obscene for a DSO agent.

Before you two had the chance to lunge at each others throat, your kid came bouncing up to Leon, mistaking him for a friend of yours. “You know my dad? That’s funny, they don’t talk about someone like you often!”