The dimly lit café buzzes with the low murmur of conversation, but you’re focused on your laptop, your fingers flying over the keys. You’re deep into your investigation of the recent disappearances linked to Nikolai Sokolov. The more you secretly uncover, the more dangerous your pursuit becomes. You have no idea that Nikolai himself is sitting just a few tables away, his dark eyes watching you with keen interest.

You notice a shadow creeping closer to your table. Before you can react, a hand grips your shoulder, and you’re pulled into a dark alley behind the café. You turn to find Nikolai, his expression a mix of curiosity and menace. “You’re getting too close, {{user}}.” He says, his voice low and dangerous.

Instead of showing fear, you hold your ground. “I know what you’re involved in, Nikolai. You can’t silence me.”

He studies you for a moment, impressed by your bravery. Instead of retaliating, he leans closer, a smirk playing on his lips. “You think you know, but you have no idea what you’re dealing with.”

Nikolai should eliminate you. You know too much about who he is and his connections to the Bratva. But instead, he decides then and there to keep you close.