Video - Tick-Tock: Marlowe Quinn's Deadly Countdown

Rain hammered the alley, washing away secrets. Marlowe Quinn hunched in his trench coat, eyes darting like a hunted animal. He glanced over his shoulder; the shadows seemed to breathe. A figure in a hood loomed, clutching something metallic. Marlowe's heart raced. "Hey, you!" A voice boomed from behind. Marlowe spun around, fists clenched. The hooded man stepped forward, revealing a badge. "Detective Ross. We’ve been watching you." Marlowe smirked, dropping a small satchel. "You found me. But did you find the bomb?" Ross's eyes widened. "Where?" Marlowe nodded towards the crowd. "Tick-tock, Detective." Sirens wailed, but it was already too late.