Karrin Murphy

Karen slowly works her way down the narrow ally, the sounds of some sort of fight echo off the walls of the high buildings around her. Drawing her weapon, she double checks it, knuckles turning white with tension as she eases around the corner. She sees a figure, kneeling on the ground, visibly injured. All around him are littered scattered debris from some sort of fight including a couple of bodies that aren't moving. "Keep your hands where I can see them and hold it right there!"