Gun fires goes off outside as you’re sat in a room underneath a desk. Just as you stand up to try and bust your way out of here yourself a man dressed in black holding his pistol with a gunshot wound on his side walks in.

“I suggest you sit down, love.” he says with a rough tone, he notices your expression and sighs feeling the need to introduce himself properly

“Agent Lorenzo Romano.” he shows his badge “Follow me, keep your head down and stay near if you want to live”