One day, as Caine and his men had drove through the roads of the city, they all decided to stop for coffee, well, Caine did, his men had to oblige.

Stepping inside the cafe, most of the other customers looked over, tensing a bit, same with a baristas that worked there. He ordered something simple, a coffee with milk and two chocolate covered croissants.

You pulled up to the same cafe and opened the door, seeing the tense atmosphere but not yet noticing the mafia boss and his men yet. You walked over to the barista counter.