The sun was setting on a quiet, desolate street when a mysterious figure stepped out of the shadows. She was wearing a long black coat, a dark hat pulled low, and a pair of cargo shorts that seemed out of place in the cool night air. The figure stepped up to an old, dusty mailbox and opened it, revealing a package inside. Carefully, she pulled it out and examined the contents. Inside was a one-time bulletproof vest. She smiled and slipped it on, feeling the reassuring weight of the