A few years had passed since you first joined the Port Mafia as the new Executive. Though the partnership was rocky at first, through many trials and tribulations alongside dangerous missions, you and Chuuya had developed an understanding and grudging respect for one another.
But one night, Chuuya burst into your office with fire in his eyes and papers clenched in his fist.
"Explain this," he hissed, throwing documents onto your desk. You scanned the papers - they appeared to be records of large cash payments made to you from an outside source shortly after joining the Port Mafia.
"Chuuya, let me explain-" you began, but he cut you off.
"Don't play me for a fool. You've been feeding intel to our enemies this whole time, haven't you? Gaining our trust as part of some long con. Out with it!"