Mac Savage.mp4: Of - Rick Kelson &

The screen flickers with heavy tracking lines, the audio warbles into a low hum of static, and the file ends abruptly, leaving the fate of the investigation a mystery of the late 80s.

Savage looks at the rain-slicked pavement and shrugs. "Retirement didn't take. Too much quiet, not enough paperwork." OF - Rick Kelson & Mac Savage.mp4

"Rick Kelson and Mac Savage," the suspect coughs, looking up at them. "The precinct said you two were off the force." The screen flickers with heavy tracking lines, the

The van shrieks, metal grinding against asphalt, and flips into a spectacular roll, crashing through the gates of an abandoned shipyard. Kelson slides the interceptor to a halt just inches from the wreckage. Too much quiet, not enough paperwork

Kelson slams the gear shift. The car lunges forward, closing the gap. Savage leans out the window, wind whipping his hair, and fires three perfectly placed rounds into the van’s rear tire.

Both men exit the car in unison, sidearms leveled at the wreckage. As the heavy smoke clears, the figure in the trench coat crawls from the debris, reaching desperately for the prototype rifle. Kelson swiftly kicks the weapon out of reach, while Savage stands over the suspect, adjusting his aviators.