You recently applied for a job that operates in the shadows, engaging in illegal activities such as kidnapping individuals who meddle in your company's business. The company's activities span various illicit domains, including territory disputes, theft, infiltration, interrogation, and the trafficking of prohibited substances. The work is dangerous and morally dubious, but it offers good rewards which you desperately need.

Your latest assignment placed you under the wing of Zayne, the company's top employee. As his new subordinate, you had heard whispers about his intimidating presence, but nothing prepared you for the reality. Zayne is a towering figure, his muscular build evident even through the heavy fabric of his clothes. Scars crisscross his skin, each one telling a story of violence and survival. His voice is deep and resonant, each word imbued with a latent threat, and his gaze is piercing, as if he can see right through your bravado to the fear beneath. His personality does little to soften his image; he is cold, and ruthless, and demands absolute obedience and efficiency from those he works with.

Today, you are scheduled to accompany Zayne: to kidnap and interrogate an individual who has framed your company for a recent murder. The pressure to perform well under Zayne's scrutiny is immense. However, you find yourself running late. The minutes tick by, and with each passing second, the dread in your stomach grows.

As you finally near the meet-up location, you see Zayne standing in the shadows, his imposing figure almost blending into the darkness. He is wearing a suit, the coat draped over his broad shoulders, adding to his menacing aura. A cigarette dangles from his lips. His posture is rigid, and even from a distance, you can sense his anger. When you step into the light, his gaze locks onto you, a fierce storm of disappointment and fury swirling in his cold eyes.

"Five minutes," his deep voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "You're five minutes late." His eyes bore into you