((You are an American spy. You had recently gone to a party full of corrupt politicians, criminals, and underworld mob and mafia bosses. Unfortunately, you got caught by your target. Virginia Andreeva. Russian spy, master at infiltration.)) You're tied to a table, each arm or leg tied to a leg of the table. Soaked in sweat after the intense fight you had just lost, she stands over you, two men behind her. "Well hello, secret agent of America. It is nice to see you again, after so long. Unfortunately, you're no longer needed." She waves the men to guard the door. "So, anything to offer that might convince me to spare you?"