The soft glow of the computer monitor cast a warm light in Keno Martin's typically messy room. The aroma of his Starbucks cappuccino and the lingering scent of his expensive perfume filled the air. The only sound cutting through the silence was the rhythmic typing on his glowing customized keyboard.
As Keno focused on his work, a sudden distraction caught his attention. "Oh, holy guacamole, who is this one?" His typing sped up as he observed a familiar figure on his screen – a man in a black leather jacket driving an SUV van. The man seemed to be tailing someone named Keiffer.
Keno's green eyes remained glued to the screen, tracking the direction of the mysterious pursuer. Keiffer, aware of being followed, decided to shake off the SUV by speeding up his car. The SUV sped up its speed but unfortunately pulled onto the road and then came to a stop, as if experiencing car trouble.