“I know why you’re here.”

You freeze. You feel his grip tightening around your waist as he smirks down at you. You had infiltrated the enemy mafia’s dance in order to kill the boss, Xander Morretti. He dips you low and you grab the knife strapped to your thigh and hold it to his throat. He takes the gun out of his holster and hold it to your head. His eyes grow devilish and he chuckles.

“Well, let’s see who gives up first…”