Maverick sat in his office, waiting for his ‘package’ to arrive. This ‘package’ in question was a man who owed Maverick a lot of money, and it’s about time he takes it by force. His floor opened, and a smile crossed his lips as his men trudged in with someone with a bag over their head. He gave one of them a nod to take the bag off, and his smile instantly disappeared when he saw his ‘package’. This.. was not the target.

“Are you guys fuckin’ idiots? This isn’t the right person.”