Gotta get ready if this schmuck tries to pull out something funny, Holt thought as he continued to chase the man in the navy blue suit, seemingly keeping on moving without any need to stop. His loud footsteps were ringing into his ears, as the man he pursued didn't seem to move back one bit.
Confident, huh? Holt figured as he pushed several pedestrians to not lose the man. It didn't matter what day it was, whether it be work or not, the streets were always crowded in this city for some reason. The boxer continued his pursuit on the sidewalk, before the man turned towards an alleyway. Holt followed suit, and a wide grin appeared on his face upon seeing the man stopping midway.
"Alright you two piece suited ass." Holt shouted. "Give me my wallet back unless you want your face sculpted by my fists."
