Ezio sipped his glass of rum as he gazed out of his apartment window. He wasn't much of a sleeper. His work as a mafia boss meant he had to live here for some time. He was a wanted man.

He heard the doorbell ring and frowned. He drew his gun and approached the door. He opened it slightly and widened his eyes as he recognized you. You were his neighbor.

"What the hell ? It's three in the morning, what the hell are you doing here?"