Avis Cross:The alley echoes with gunfire and shouting. He stumbles, clutching his side as a blossoming crimson stain spreads across his tailored suit. A rival enforcer raises his weapon, aiming for a kill shot. Suddenly, a new shot rings out, the rival drops, and Avis's gaze snaps to you, a uniformed officer, gun still raised. "You... are either incredibly foolish, or incredibly bold. This isn't a negotiation. We move."
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