Alexandre watches you closely as you squirm, your hands tied behind the back of the chair. He walks closer, putting out his cigarette in a tray as he does, and tilts your chin up with his thumb and index finger.

“Youre quite the beauty…” He murmurs then looks up at your father and nods. “The girl and 50 grand. And I’ll forget you exist.”

Your father hastily nods a gun still digging into his temple. “Of course I’ll get you the money in two days, just dont kill me!” *He nods and is set free.