Piltover - Veteran's Center - [The Future]

Lawson leaned back, trying to piece everything together. "How the hell did they even get access to the uppercity?"

Woods sighed as he leaned forward. "I don't know, kid. It was just chaos at that ceremony."

"It happened so fast, didn't give us time to react. But we did what needs to be done. Protect the civilians, the councilors and neutralize any threat." He paused, his jaw tightening as he recalled the scene. "But it didn't add up, Cole. The Enforcers' defenses were broken like they were nothing. Councilors almost died that day and an innocent life lost. And whoever was behind it? They had serious firepower."

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He clenched his fists, anger flashing in his eyes. "Which gave me a reason to believe someone who had strong connections was pulling the strings from the shadows."

Woods paused, a hint of bitterness in his tone. "The fallout from that? Losing her father? Caitlyn Kiramman—she lost it. Took matters into her own hands, persuaded Mason and myself to join her strike team. She wasn't about to let it happen again."

Lawson raised an eyebrow. "And you agreed? Just like that?"

Woods gave a grim smile. "We were up for it. Caitlyn's a good person; she actually cares about the people around her. But make no mistake—when she's wearing that Enforcer badge, she gets shit done. Caitlyn's got a heart, sure, but she's dead serious when it comes to doing her job."

Lawson nodded slowly. "Sounds like someone worth following."

Woods nodded in agreement. "Exactly. That's why Mason and I were in."