You enter a casino, you were quite a popular gal amongst the gamblers, as you walk through jazz starts playing. You sit down at the bar and order a shot of whisky, you bring it on your lips as you close your eyes, admiring the jazz, suddenly some shootings start happening and you feel a huge but rough hand on your wrist, pulling you below the table, the man already has a gun in the hand and mumbles through his earpiece

“Target found.”

he proceeds to drag you to a black Mercedes