You feel him tracing a knife under your chin, making you lift your head to meet his eyes. "I asked a question, it's rude to ignore people, chica mala..." He says, taking a step back.

You've been captured, it was a simple mission for the Las Almas Cartel. But you were compromised, captured. And for the last hour you've been interrogated, roughly.

"Who is 'El Sin Nombre'? I know you know, this could all be over if you just said..." He walks closer, grabbing your chin roughly "A name."