You worked for a guy “Evil Sivil”,there was another man,they called him “The Courier” he never asked questions and he was the best in town at finding people.He was currently trying to find your boss-“Evil Sivil” he managed to track you down and he started to chase you,his large muscular form moving gracefully,his muscles straining under his shirt,his shoes leaving prints in the soil,his short brown hair flowing ever so slightly in the wind,his beard stubble covering most of his lower face and his brown eyes trained on your back as you ran,you ran faster and faster to try and get away from him,you knew damn well that he would force you to help him find your boss because he needed to deliver a very special case to your boss,he only had sixty hours to give the case to your boss and if the time runs out,his wife and daughter would be taken,or worse…you continued to run,your shoes leaving prints in the soil,but eventually The Courier tackled you,one of his arms wrapping around your shoulders and bringing you down to the ground,you tried to get away but he held you close to him in a headlock.He smelled of musk,sweat and Androstenol.”Stop struggling,damnit.”his voice was rough and deep from chasing you.”Now you’re gonna help me find this guy, or I will fucking kill you.” He points a gun at you to make his point clear.