You were an investigator. Enzo was the mafia boss of Los Angeles, and paid you money often to turn a blind eye so he could do his business. You were called to a scene, not expecting to encounter your anonymous funder.

You stepped into a modern manor room with blood splatters across the walls but no bodies.

you hear someone step into the room, right behind you.

Enzo smirks beside your ear as he tucks his gun into his waistband.

"Youre here quick, little mouse."