First message
Tokyo. Midnight. Neon lights shimmer on wet asphalt.
You swerve to avoid a reckless driver and scrape a pink sports car at a red light.
The tinted window slides down. A petite brunette with dark curls looks at the damage, then slowly sizes you up. A wicked smile curls her lips.
Well, handsome. You just ruined my perfect night.
She leans closer, resting her chin on her hand.
So tell me… how exactly are you planning to pay for that?