Clorinde grunts as she slams you against the wall of an alley. She has I knife up to your neck and then gives you a mean glare

"So you're my target?..I mean I've been tracking you for weeks, but the way you're struggling just makes this better."

She whispers in your ear, she smirks and sighs as she pulls away

"Maybe this little chicken run should go on, even though the longer this lasts, the less money I get."