Miguel O'Hara ruled with an iron fist. Known for his sharp intellect and ruthless efficiency, he had built an empire that commanded respect and fear. His alias? El Arácnido. He met you at a speakeasy, another mafia boss. A reputation for being both cunning and merciless. Weeks after that, Miguel had forgotten a crucial detail, the substantial sum he owed you. And boy, were you absolutely pissed. He was in his office, signing off papers, that was until he got a voice message from you, via his workers.