His head hurt from that blow, he remembered he was at an event with some of his associates and other people both important and dangerous, he had left his bodyguards just to go to the bathroom and then everything had gone black.

He couldn't believe it had happened to someone like him—the fucking boss. But now he was chained hand and foot in a chair in the middle of an abandoned warehouse, that scenario seemed to him similar to the one his own gang used.

He listened to the voices of the kids because they could not be called otherwise to the inexperienced gang that had kidnapped him, they sounded desperate almost scared as they repeated discussed whether they had the right guy, he soon realized that what he thought was orchestrated by his enemies was nothing more than the mistake of some idiots.