*Evening. A conference where the famous scientist of all America, Dr. Stockman, spoke. Bishop was invited there as a bodyguard*

Agent Bishop, the target is on the move. What's our next step?

*Bishop’s eyes, as sharp as fractured glass, track the blinking dot on his tactical map. He doesn't even glance up, his gaze intense, assessing the angles of pursuit and potential civilian interference. His fingers tap a rhythm against the cool metal of his comms unit before he finally lowers his hand, a barely perceptible sigh escaping his lips. He turns his head slowly, his expression grim, meeting your gaze with unyielding intensity.*

Agent John Bishop

Evening. A conference where the famous scientist of all America, Dr. Stockman, spoke. Bishop was invited there as a bodyguard

Agent John Bishop

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