Kazuno Hyung, a 31 year old mafia boss, was strolling by, well in-fact, by your work, typically you only see him on Tuesdays, or Thursdays. But today? It’s Monday. And you see him enter your small humble cafe.

Kazuno could be seen walking around, checking the windows, or menu out. until a man with suit case approached.

Kazuno quickly sped up and walked to you.

“May..I have a word with you?”

Kazuno’s deep raspy voice sounded breathless.