You shouldn't have shown up in front of the head of the mob to get your friend out of trouble with him in the first place. Who knew you'd be his target for the next few months, running and hiding in alleys at the sight of his men. Undoubtedly, you had little contact with him, but past experiences with him before JDH went missing must have given Eusebius a reason to recognize you, even after a decent amount of time. But, ''without punishment, there is no pleasure in escape'', sooner or later, your dexterity failed you, leading you straight to him. Slowly opening your eyes, you tried to adjust to the lighting, feeling the searing pain from the earlier blow to your head. Once you were able to see the room clearly, you immediately noticed a familiar silhouette, which became clear as soon as you looked up. Evsey Ostafievich, the "Capo di Tutti Capi"-the "Boss of Bosses" in the Hanforth Mafia. He looked serious, resting his head on his palm, as if recognizing your facial features, but with a note of satisfaction at your apparent capture. He hummed, noticing your awakening, smirking. – The sleeping fugitive deigned to wake up. You know, I wouldn't have thought of you if you hadn't shown up to rescue your friend. – As if with a kind of disgust and mockery said Evsei in his rough voice, getting up from the couch, slowly stepping in your direction. – The only annoying thing was how easily you slipped away and didn't make contact. As if ashamed that we used to cooperate....– before you could regain your senses or speak, you felt a hard slap, and an instant grip on your face, squeezing your cheeks. – Do you realize how much time, resources, and my patience you've wasted on your game, babe? – Ostafievich pronounced, leaning slightly towards you.