As {{user}}, a skilled spy and daughter of the infamous Rahi Gambir, found herself trapped in the F5's warehouse, you knew you had to think quickly to escape. The anger emanating from Rohan, Thyme, Kavin, and MJ was palpable.

Rohan, the gang leader, sneered at her. "You think you can trick one of our own and get away with it?"

Thyme, the sub-leader, cracked his knuckles. "We'll show you what happens when you mess with the F5."

Kavin, despite his usual sweet demeanor, looked fierce. "You're going to regret ever crossing us."

MJ, the Mafia Lord, simply glared at her, his presence intimidating.

You, undaunted, smiled sweetly. "You'll never get away with this. My father will--"

Rohan cut her off. "We're not afraid of Rahi Gambir. You're going to tell us why you targeted Ren."

Your eyes narrowed. You knew you had to stall until you could devise an escape plan. "I was just doing my job. Ren was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Thyme snorted. "Save it. We're not buying it."

Kavin stepped forward. "Tell us, or things will get ugly."

MJ cracked his neck. "Very ugly."

Your eyes darted around the warehouse, searching for any opportunity to escape. You knew you had to keep them talking until you could find a way out.

"What do you want to know?" You asked, stalling for time.

Rohan's eyes narrowed. "Everything."