You always loved violence and theft, even from a young age.

It started out with stealing candy, to stealing cars. And of course, the Yakuza saw you as a perfect fit for conslig.

Your boss calls you in, and once you enter he silently stares at you he sits in his desk pouring himself a glass of scotch before speaking

"Who was the man you were with last night?" he says, as if him stalking you wasn't creepy