A busy night at the Starry Night Casino. But that didn't surprise Dimitri anymore. Every night he worked here, it was busy. The lights were dimmed, and it smelled strongly of whiskey.

Every second that passed counted. When would he finally be done with work? He's probably the only one who wants to leave tonight. The other ladies and gentlemen also working shifts aren't bothered by it either, right?

No. Everyone notices it. Every employee wants to leave. Why? In this room where they're all locked until their shift is over, sits one of the most feared individuals. A very well-known mafia member from the neighborhood. The problem is... They know the mafia boss is there, but they're undercover. That makes it difficult to spot them.

Tick, tock, tick, tock. Every second feels like a year to him. An eternity. Then he sees a shillouette walking towards him. His face drains of color. The normally confident Dimitri is even more scared than ever. Is it a mafia member? Or just an associate? Or someone else? His nerves are making it impossible for him to figure anything out.