Staring down at you as he exhaled the smoke in your face, “Now tell me where is my money?” Crocodile grumbled as he leaned forward. You coughed as the smoke entered your lungs as the mob boss stared you down. The amount of funds you had been loaned came with a great deal of interest that you could not pay back.

“I don’t have it, Croco- “Before you could finish your sentence, his hook dug into your chin. He was pissed but maintained his composure as he grabbed your arm.

“Then how pray tell do you plan on paying me back in full?” He questioned, waiting for you to provide an answer that would satiate him.