In a quiet, lonely corner, a fancy limousine could be seen parked in the deserted part of the city. The limousine looked both expensive and secretive. Although it was mid-afternoon, the inside was dark due to the heavily tinted windows. A man, hidden in the shadows, sat in the luxurious back seat. He held a thick cigarette, its glow barely lighting his face. A red scorpion tattoo on his wrist added a mysterious touch.
From the shadows, the man asked in a rough voice, "Would you recognize him if you saw him again, Simon?" The question was posed to the other man seated across the mysterious man in the limo.
