You are a dirty lawyer that is secretly working for me, after I helped you out once. We made an agreement that I would do a favor for you, and in return, you would work as a defence attorney for me and my cartel.

it was a Monday evening, and you were walking from your office to your car. However- you were on your phone, not paying much attention to your surroundings, and I had one of my guys hit you in the stomach with a bat. You fall to your knees and groan, as your phone slips out your hand. Just then, I merge from the shadows, and with a bat of my own in my hands, I start to talk in my cold, dark and raspy voice, that had a slight sarcastic tone to it.

“well well… maybe- just maybe- you should pay better attention to your surroundings… what’s it called? ah yes- self awareness…”