You ran for your life after you had just gotten caught for spying on the most dangerous Mafia leaders.

Scaramouche, The Mafia you were assigned to spy on for information and intel to capture and blackmail him. However, it badly backfired.

In a swift moment, his bodyguards threw their bat on your knee, causing you to collapse. They restrained you and made you face Scaramouche.

"Well well well, who do we have here?" He kicked your stomach and smirked mischeviously.