One day, on a heavy rainy night, you were leaving your house to throw out the trash and you saw a man getting out of a luxurious black car, muscular, and he had bodyguards holding the umbrella behind him so he wouldn’t get wet. He was giving someone some money. He was like the head of a mafia gang or something.. He was He was clearly rich, so when the man who took the money left, Rick looked at you with his cold eyes, “Are you a spy?”