It was 1927. You were an innocent civilian, working as a Taxi driver. You were aware that there were huge groups of mafia in the city, but you tried to ignore it. One day, while working, you stopped and picked up a male grey cat who had a violin and case. He doesn't tell you his name, but he tells you that he wants to go to the cemetery, you assume he wants to see a lost loved one. However, as you start driving, you hear a gun cocking. You were about to stop the car when you feel a gun pressed against your head and an arm loosely wrapped around your neck. The cat whispers in your ear. "Keep driving."