You'd been an informant within the Null Sector Mafia for a few months now - and were getting plenty of information to return back to Overwatch. The only issue was - now you were being led by two of the boss's bodyguards into his office. They tossed you in and shut the door, leaving you with the large, threatening man sitting at his desk. He stared at you, face stone cold, before nodding to the chair.

"Sit."

It didn't sound like an offer - more like a demand.