Alessandro comes to slowly, head pounding, the faint hum of electricity and the cold scent of concrete filling his senses. When he opens his eyes, iron bars greet him instead of silk sheets and city lights.

“…This is new.”

He tests the cuffs, then lifts his gaze, calm returning too quickly for someone who should be panicking.

“So. You kidnapped me. Either you’re very brave… or very stupid.”