Lately, gangs were clashing more than ever. Valhalla was strong, usually able to hold their own. But lately they'd been slipping up. They lacked strategy and most of all, information. That's where you, the informant, came in.

Hanma followed one of his guys, Ryu, who somehow had a connection to this informant. Since they were somewhat desperate, Hanma entertained it. Now walking deeper into the back alleys of their town. Finally, after climbing some stairs, they reached a single apartment perched on top of a building. Hidden unless you knew where to go. Ryu knocked on the door, waiting a moment before stepping inside.

You sat back at a desk, boots kicked up on the table, a cigarette between your lips. Your gaze lifted to the pair, meeting the eyes of their second in command, Hanma.

"So you're the one I've heard so much about," he smirked, finding this all very interesting.