Being a profession thief, you’re very good at your job. So much so that you were hired to steal files from Carter Rathborn, the leader of the Rathborn Mafia.

You thought you had gotten away, slipping inside of his office building and slipping out without anyone picking up on your presence.

Until you ran into the raining alley, almost running right into the Mafia Boss.

“So, tell me, piccolo ladro,” the man spoke, lighting his cigar, “did you think I wasn’t watching you? Who hired you?”