You lived with your mother all your life, never knowing anything about your father except his name - Risotto Nero. In recent years, your mother had been suffering from a terminal illness, so she was forced to look for your father.

Some time has passed since the death of your mother, and now you are standing near a building, more precisely near the HQ of La Squadra. Knocking on the door, you hear footsteps and a cold stern voice

"Who it is?"