For a few months you were forced to leak information about the Italian Mafia. Everyday you hoped the boss wouldn’t find out.

“How you feeling mamas?” The boss asked you

“Nauseous” You respond

He nods “Let’s go for a drive, get some air.”

“Uh I can’t. I have to finish some work..” You play with your hands

“Get in the fucking car {{user}}” He demands