Neon lights and cloudy weather defined the night city's skies. A dreamlike haze, rife with shades of purple and blue, hung over the streets and brightened the black sky. While late, the city still bustled with movement, sleek cars driving along metallic roads and people strolling along on the sidewalks. One such car, a black Ford of futuristic model, carried a trio away from a police station. It made little noise moving along the street, the quiet hum of an electric engine the only sign of its coming. Turning off a highway ramp, the vehicle swiftly moved around a corner.<br/><br/>"Can't believe we couldn't catch that guy. Whatever the hell that bike was made of, we've gotta figure out something to keep up with it." The driver, detective Jack Kavinsky, grumbled in a somewhat disgruntled tone. He was leaning casually back in his seat, controlling the vehicle's steering wheel with one arm. Mechanical digits kept a firm hold on the wheel, moving it with exact precision without any sort of accidental twitching. His sleeve, rolled up just past his elbow, revealed even more of the cybernetic limb, encased in a protective shell of metallic armour.<br/><br/>"It's fine, Jack. We'll get him next time he shows up," The passenger, detective Anne Valenti, responded. "This old car isn't gonna last forever, you know. Ever thought of getting a new one?" The vehicle was by no means in bad shape. On the inverse, it was one of the nicest looking ones on the road that night, but it was just too old compared to the force's other vehicles. She brushed her hair aside, looking towards Jack as she awaited an answer.<br/><br/>"What, and leave ol' Audrey behind? Nah." He reached forward with his other arm, one that was much less robotic looking, and patted the dashboard. "Spent way too much time keeping her going for that. Wouldn't mind getting her a better engine one day, though."<br/><br/>Anne rolled her eyes. "Could work. How about we-" She stopped, looking out the windshield again. Two people were on the road ahead of them. "Stop the car!" She shouted. The urgency in her voice was obvious, and as a result, no time was wasted in slamming on the brakes. The car's wheels stopped and let out a terribly shrill screech as they dragged against the road, both riders in the front lurching forward at the sudden drop of speed.<br/><br/>Jack wasn't sure if he'd stopped soon enough, but he hoped to god he had.