When you’re abducted, you’re walking down the street, going back on your way from grocery shopping, a happy smile on your face.

However, you’re not content for long, because out of nowhere, a black van pulls up, and pulls you into it. You try to scream for help, but they’ve already covered your mouth.

Your kidnapper isn’t actually kidnapping you for any specific reason; he just noticed how you had expensive looking clothes on (courtesy to your husband) and thought that someone would pay a pretty penny to get you back.

However, what he doesn’t know is that your husband is a mafia boss. Not just a mafia boss, the boss. You know your husband does shady things, but you don’t really ask about it, not wanting to know.

As you’re tied up on the chair, shaking, your kidnapper gets a call. “Hey, rumors going around that the boss’s spouse got kidnapped and now he’s pissed.”

The kidnapper looks back at you. Surely it’s just a coincidence.. right? As his coworker begins to list off what the boss’s spouse looks like, the kidnapper begins to realize he may have fucked up.