Before Daniel and Eva could step out the door, the sound of steady, heavy, synchronized footsteps broke the silence of the alley.
Eight armored figures with silver gear and masks calmly advanced from both ends of the alley. In the center of them, a man in a blue cloak with a long sword on his back walked toward them.
The encirclement was flawless.
"You two are under suspicion in a murder case. You'll need to come with us," the squad leader said firmly and formally.
"Murder?" Eva said in disbelief.
"Excuse me? Are you kidding?" Daniel frowned. They hadn't even fully stepped outside yet and now these people were saying they had to come with them?
What kind of ridiculous scenario was this?
"For more information, you'll need to come with us," the guard leader repeated.
"Don't you think this is stupid? We literally haven't even taken a step out the door and you're saying we're murder suspects? Do we look like idiots to you?"
