Vrooooom... The engine of a grey Cyber bike roared in the twilight of the evening, as it came into view zooming past with a gush of wind, raising dust and debris in the process.The rider, obscured and fully apparelled in black motorcycling gear. The vehicle screeched, as it came to a halt at a pub, with a neon sign "Tarry's". The rider gently clicked on the side of the helmet, dismantling the cybernetic gear as he highlighted from the parked bike. He aggressively yanked the twin glass doors open, as he gracefully stepped into the pub, groove music suave the building. "I'll be taking that..", he said as he lifted a glass of drink from the waiter's tray, as he hurriedly gulped down it's content, with a distorted expression. "Leo!!""Kate!" he responded, gesturing towards a very attractive young lady behind the counter. He gently walked towards the counter, as bright lights revealed a charming smile from a handsome yet well structured face, with nice cheekbones and cherry pink lip

Leo! Leo!! Leo!!! "He's not here Gunther", Tarry said with an anxious voice, running his hands through his hair, as he stood looking around the site of the explosion, as the day broke, with streaks of the morning sun stroking his face. "He's not HERE!!", he screamed, grabbing Gunther by the jacket. "He's not here..", he said softly, sobbing as he placed his head on his friend's chest, showing the little difference in height between them. .... Bleurgh! khoff! khak!! cough!!! "You hear that?", Tarry said, raising his head from his friend's chest. "Yeah, it came from around that corner", Gunther said, pushing his friend away softly. Khoff!! Help! A weak voice cried out. Tarry and Gunther immediately rushed towards the source of the voice. "It came from around here", Tarry said, looking lost at sight of the debris caused by the explosion. Help! A voice rang out, as a hand tried to wiggle out of the debris on the left. "There Tarry!", Gunther said, as they both hurried tow

"You sure you don't want to go there", Gunther asked, as they drove past the site of explosion where Leo was found, while decelerating the vehicle. "No Gunther, over to Sean's turf", Tarry said with a straight face. "You sure? He's right there...like right now", Gunther pressed, practically killing the movement of the vehicle. "No Gunther!! I said no!! Jeez!!", Tarry screamed at his friend, while hitting the dashboard. "Just drive Gunther..", he added in a lower tone, ending his speech with a sigh. Brrr... Gunther restarted the vehicle, as they resumed their journey, travelling in silence. ... TARRY'S PUB Clink.. The sound of glass smacking each other rang out, as cleaning and preparation in the pub took place; along with Casper's coordination, in anticipation for today's sale. Whirr.. The bar doors opened, in which a woman strolled in a grey buttoned blouse and a grey palazzo, alongside light brown tinted feminine goggles to complete the fashion. She had an air of elegance

SEAN'S HOUSE "How have you been Sean", Tarry said, initiating a conversation, as the room was once more illuminated again. "You know..alive and well, away from the city and noise", he said, with a hint of humor. "And the family?", Tarry asked further. "Ah—away on vacation", he answered. "Beer?", Sean asked Tarry, as they settled down at the dining table. "No, a hot coffee would do", he requested. "Seems you've taken a liking to this weather", Sean said, as they both chuckled at his remark. The drizzles continued to platter the roof of the building. "I would like a glass of beer", Gunther said, raising his hands, interrupting the jolly duo. "Or not..", he cowered under the cold gazes shot at him. "So, how have you been?", Sean asked Tarry, as he got the coffee machine working. "Well y'know, it's just the bar and Ol' me..", he said, with a faint chuckle. "And Leo?", Sean asked, pouring the hot coffee into mugs, adding honey to sweeten. "Well, the kid's always been a trouble

SEAN'S HOUSE "Y'know Tarry, I'm not into recon anymore; it's part of the reason I left the city", Sean said. "I'm retired..", he added, as the atmosphere stilled at his speech. "I'm sorry Tarry, I can't help you", he apologized. "Hey Sean, you're joking right?", Gunther asked, getting up from his seat, as Sean looked away from his direction. "Sean, this is Leo we're talking about..", he continued, grabbing him by the shirt. "I'm sorry Gunther, I can't help", he refused, gently removing Gunther's hand from his shirt. "Hey Sean, you seem to have forgotten four years ago..", a voice said, as Tarry raised his head. "No Tarry! That was a different case, Sean retorted, moving towards him. "How about eleven years ago? Huh? Was that different too?!", He asked, standing up to meet him. "Have you forgotten the code?" "No, I've—" "It's Leo we're talking about..", Tarry said, as his voice turned sober. "Have you forgotten our promise?", he asked, almost on the verge of tears. "Did yo