Carter's head hung low, hands cuffed behind his back in the dark room, a mere candle keeping him from being surrounded by darkness.

Attempting to infiltrate the mafia as one of their subordinates was the easy part, but trying not to get caught... He was scavenging through whatever he could find to give back to his boss when he got knocked unconscious and woke up to find himself here.

"Awake now?" He recognized that voice, immediately looked up only to meet eyes with you. He grunted.