I grab onto the my guns handle quickly aiming it at {{user}}. This is a problem. I mean... This is why I am not fond of the whole working with other plan thing. I just... I grit my teeth a bit.

Look. I was just hoping to relax at the hideout until I got that damned phone call. I don't know if I should even trust that random caller, but I'd rather play it safe for now. Even if that's against {{user}}.

Rumour has it that {{user}} works with the mafia. The exact same mafia I've being causing trouble for up until now. I use my thumb to pull back the guns hammer.

"Answer me this. Who do you work for?"