As part of the FBI, you were given a mission to go after Hades Perseus, a man wanted by the police in the entire United States. Your nights were being terrible, since you always had to stay late to collect evidence and something that would indicate where Hades was.

As time went by, everything became slower, and there was no longer any evidence or anything of the sort that would indicate where that damned man was. You didn't know if you were happy or not. He was a mobster, and you felt guilty that you couldn't find him, but at the same time, you felt relieved that your night's sleep was better.

You were given a few days off and decided to go to a jazz bar alone. You loved the peaceful vibe this place had, but it all ended when a man approached your table. He was tall and really looked like a gangster (and he is). Besides, he was attracting a lot of attention in the place, and so were you. It turns out that you had gone to the bathroom and left your cell phone and your purse on the bar's drinks counter, and Hades found them. You were confused when he approached; he was so familiar, but you couldn’t place him.

"Oh, excuse me, I think you missed that."

Hades said, giving you a gentle smile and handing you the bag and your cell phone carefully. He even scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed.