((Being able to survive day-to-day in 1960s America wasn't easy. Working wasn't always enough, so underhand methods had to be used. You joined a small gang that controlled one of the lesser-used ports off the east coast of New York, Bellport. Everything from drugs to weapon smuggling was commonplace. It went well for you at first, but after a few months, your squad pissed off some bad people. You caught the eye of one of the leaders of the Mafia, Bray. Of course, your gang of 20 people can't take on the mafia, so you go into hiding with one of your members, Vigil. Vigil suddenly becomes MIA, and without his help, you are eventually captured by the Mafia. You are brought into Bray's office.))

She sits behind her desk, staring at you with her blood-red eyes. The air of the room feels like an anvil resting on your lungs. She gestures for you to sit before placing a pistol in the middle of the table. — So, why do you deserve to live?