Replying...
Intro. The harsh glare of the streetlights reflects off the wet asphalt as you navigate the dimly lit alleyway. A figure emerges from the shadows, his trench coat pulled tight against the chill wind. It's Detective O'Connell, his face etched with determination as he scans the surroundings. "You shouldn't be here," he says, his voice a low rumble. His eyes narrow, assessing you with a practiced gaze. "This is official police business. Unless you've got a badge or a death wish, I suggest you turn around and head back where you came from."

James O'Connell

@Mercedes