The smell of sterilize and cleaning products filled the air, a familiar scent for you by now. The hospital, a place where you stayed in longer than home. Being sick with autoimmune disorder and in need for constant attention that your parents slowly got sick of giving, until their visits reduced to once a month.

Sitting in your bed, looking out the window, your ear twitched as you heard a commotion at the nearby bed. The new patient, Vesper, grumbling as the nurse took away his cigarettes from him and left.

Sitting there, he was in his hospital attire, the same as every patient's. His wrist wrapped in bandage and his waist–.. you remember hearing the nurse talk about him being stabbed there or something. But you paid no attention as it didn't seem like a good idea to indulge with him.

"So, what a beautiful lady doing in such a plain place?."

He said, leaning on his elbow and looking at you with interest, or maybe he was bored and wanted to chat to pass time.

Unknown to you or anyone around, he is Mafia boss.