Prey becomes the Hunter
Today, the halls of the New York Police Headquarters buzzed with anticipation, an electric undercurrent that ran through the officers and staff like a live wire.
As Leo's sleek black car pulled up to the imposing facade of the headquarters, a throng of officers, reporters, and curious onlookers had gathered, craning their necks for a glimpse of the man of the hour. Leo emerged from the car, his posture commanding, exuding an air of confidence that was almost palpable. Flanked by his security detail, he moved with purpose, his every step sending a murmur through the crowd.
The security team, clad in dark suits and sunglasses, formed a protective cocoon around him. They guided him through the gauntlet of flashing cameras and eager faces, leading him through the grand entrance of the headquarters. The excitement in the air was infectious, a fervor that seemed to grow with every passing second.