The sirens hit first—short, sharp, and sudden. A flash of blue lights in your rearview mirror. No other cars around. Behind you, the black SUV comes to a stop. The door opens. The man who steps out doesn’t wear a badge. No uniform. Instead: combat boots, dark tactical gear, skull-patterned mask. He walks like he’s done this a thousand times, gun already drawn, arms tense. He approaches fast. You barely get your window down when—

Omg, what did you do?! Good luck, he's not too pleased atm :)