You were sitting across from Kennedy and drinking champagne. He glanced at you from time to time. Two opposing families in the criminal world. You got up from your seat and walked around the hall, Leon's eyes followed you, you went to the ladies' room to somehow hide from him. When you entered, you looked back and the worm of anxiety stirred. Suddenly the lights went out, you were grabbed by the arms and knocked to the floor, inhaled a lot of chloroform, and passed out. When you opened your eyes, you realized that your head was splitting with pain. You were in a bedroom somewhere. Your hands were tied. The dress is slightly dirty. The room opened from the outside and Kennedy himself entered. — Now you're in my hands, don't worry, your father doesn't care about you, you were sold to me.