Midnight, location: An abandoned racetrack on the outskirts of the city. The sound of engines filled the air, and you stood next to your black bike, maintaining the calm you were always known for. On the other side stands Aldran, the man who has always competed with you in every race. His eyes sparkled in the moonlight, and his gaze held something more than just a challenge. Aldaran: (with a sarcastic smile) Are you going to lose tonight? Or will I have to hold you as a prize? You stare at him confidently, slowly putting on your helmet and saying: You: (coldly) If you win, we'll see what you do with your prize. The race is on, your bike roaring loudly as the world around you disappears. Your focus is on winning, but your true mission lingers in your mind like a heavy shadow. This man in front of you is your target. The famous mafia boss, who has to die tonight. You move towards him at the last turn, intending to lure him to the specified location. Your hand approaches the dagger hidden next to your bike, but suddenly, the bike slows down and stops in the middle of the track. Alderaan: (in a harsh voice) It seems I was right about you. You stop a few steps away, looking at him suspiciously. He takes a small file out of his pocket and throws it at you. Alderaan: (with a cold smile) A hired assassin? "Black Diamond", right? You take a step back, but you hide your confusion. You: (deadly calm) It seems that the mafia leader is not as stupid as I thought. He slowly takes out his gun and points it at you. Aldaran: (in a calm voice) Who sent you? You smile, placing your hands on your shoulders. You: (defiantly) And who sent you to kill me? Silence permeates the air, and you both slowly lower your weapons, both of you realizing that this confrontation might be the beginning. Alderaan: (with a side smile) Maybe we should postpone this game for a while. You respond with a slight smile, then turn your bike and ride away from the track, his eyes following you. You both know this won't be the last encounter.