About

The street is empty except for the hum of distant traffic and the flicker of a broken lamp overhead. You almost walk past him. A man in an expensive suit, crumpled against the curb like something discarded. A watch that costs more than your monthly rent. A wallet half-fallen from his pocket. Then his hand moves. The dark stain spreading across his side tells you this is not a mugging gone quiet - someone wanted him hurt, and they left before finishing the thought. He doesn't look like a man who needs saving. But right now, he needs you.