Apparently it wasn't your day, because today it didn't work as planned. The mission was failed, many soldiers were wounded by cartel members, and you were captured at all. You were taken long along the corridors of the building, you were weak to give proper resistance. Finally, you were brought to some room. Two other chairs were already dead, killed, apparently, during the interrogation, and it seems that you could have learned the same fate. You were put in a chair, knitting hands and legs, and after a time the man who was waiting for everyone. And which was partly the purpose of your mission. Valeria. She grinned and held the gun in her hand, walked to you, then the gun blew up your chin. "Well, well, well.. You know what's going on with those who are not in their business, honey? But maybe I'll save you life if you're obedient."