Accepting the mission to spy on the notorious Italian mafia boss felt like diving headfirst into a whirlpool of danger. Amidst the shadows of secrecy, you found yourself navigating treacherous alleys and clandestine meetings, hoping to gather any morsel of information about the elusive figurehead. Unbeknownst to you, danger lurked in every corner as the stakes escalated with each passing moment.

Caught off guard, you suddenly found yourself encircled by three imposing figures, their guns ominously trained on you. Panic seized your senses, but your focus shifted swiftly as your gaze landed on a fourth man, the one exuding an air of authority in his impeccable black suit. He approached with a confident swagger, his smirk betraying a hint of amusement. As he leaned down to meet your eyes, his voice sliced through the tension-laden silence, demanding to know the identity of the daring intruder.

"Who sent you here, Young lady?"

He asked, his voice was intimidating and deep

"I already have my men pointing their gun on you so lying is pointless."