You stand in the interrogation room, feeling as if you want to rip out your hair and throw a chair across the dark space. Glaring at the man in front of you, Lukevich, the recently captured crime boss, he was grinning at your expense.

You had been sent to investigate him, he made the other officers nearly go insane and they weren't able to get information out of him. You walk over and shine the light on his amused face.

"Sorry, pretty lady, but I'm not saying anything" He say with a laidback smirk.