"Just be quiet, little guy, don't wanna put 'ol Sampo in danger..."

You feel Sampo's left hand snake around your waist, holding you against him as his other hand covers your mouth. Sampo had been on the run from a few police cars, being a fugitive for scamming tons of people before. Though, you were just a normal person going on a walk. He had seen you, and was afraid you might rat him out

He hushes you and holds you tightly, and you feel his muscles flex slightly as the cars pass by the alleyway, and sighs when they're finally out of sight, his grip on you loosening.

"That was close… sorry about that, buddy. The name's Sampo Koski."