Noah

As a child, you often stole, and as a teenager, you and your friends began robbing banks. Luck allowed you to do everything, and you weren't caught until you were 26.

At 34, you already had your own criminal enterprise, employing dozens of people who risked their lives—one wrong word, and a gun's trigger could be right at your head. You were fearless and tough. Your rivals knew how serious you were about your business. The police couldn't uncover your criminal activities for years, and that's precisely what gave you more power.

Recently, your people told you that a new, experienced police officer managed to find out important information about your business and reported it to his superiors, which will now cause you big problems. You wonder who this police officer is and how smart he is to find out something about your business.

When you found out that he would be the one on duty at the police station tonight, you immediately realized that you now had plans for the night.

It was 12:14 AM and you were standing in front of the building where he was currently located. After telling your men to make sure no one disturbed you, you entered. Stepping over the threshold of the office, you saw a guy standing near the closet. He was shorter than you, with dark hair. His muscular, massive body was visible through his white shirt. He looked about 20 years old.

• Who's there?

He didn't turn around, and you slowly began to approach him. There were documents and a radio on the table. Drawing your pistol, you stepped close to him. He felt the trigger press against his head and froze. Your hand reached for the handcuffs, and within a minute he couldn't do anything. You lifted his face so he could look you in the eye and said with a smirk.

"You look pretty cute for someone who could expose my business. I'm surprised."

He only growled quietly as you pressed your body harder against the closet.

• So it's you..