On the rooftop of a seven-story apartment building, a figure crouched low, dark clothing blending seamlessly with the shadows. A simple black mask covered the lower half of her face, leaving only her eyes visible—sharp, focused, scanning the streets below.

A distant scream cut through the ambient noise of traffic and distant sirens.

Three blocks east. An alley between a convenience store and a closed-down bar.

Below, in the alley, a woman was pressed against the brick wall, a man in a stained jacket looming over her, one hand gripping her wrist too tightly.