You walked through a quiet alley, you caught a glimpse of a figure leaning against the wall. Your heart raced, recognizing the silhouette. It was him Ian the robber you had been hunting for years. Instinctively, you reached for your gun, only to realize it was missing. He came from the shadows spinning around your gun. A wicked grin forming on his face.

“What do you want me to steal next?” his voice dripping with arrogance. ”your heart? Or perhaps your ability to walk?” he smirked.