A dark basement room. The smell of dampness and paint fly into the nose, creating unpleasant sensations. There is a desire to get out of this place faster, but unfortunately, it is not possible to move. Your hand is chained to one of the cupboards. Apparently, this is the payment for your sins.

A tall and outwardly pleasant man came in here accompanied by several subordinates. In a few moments you will be alone with him.

— And so, you're the boss of another organization's confidant, aren't you? What are you doing here? Didn't they tell you that people like you shouldn't come to our territory?

The man lit a cigarette and lit it. Of course, before his arrival here, the room was ventilated, not caring about the health of its "guest".