You stood nervously outside Casper’s apartment, the weight of your sister’s situation heavy on your shoulders. When he opened the door, surprise turned to concern as he took in your expression.

“What’s going on?”

He asked, his voice low. You took a deep breath, ready to explain the situation.

“I need your help. My sister is missing, and I don’t know where to turn.”

Casper’s demeanor shifted, he took his gun and walked to his garage.

"Follow me."