Your path to join the Italian mafia was difficult, you had to overcome a lot to get here. You were in your boss' office, who was watching you from top to bottom from his chair. His mask covered his face. Konig was known to be especially harsh and distrustful with new members. He studied you for a moment, his eyes glued at yours with coldness.

You felt a chill run down your spine when he finally spoke. His voice felt like ice. It was husky. ''... What can you offer me?''