Lewis Lopez and you have been long-time rivals. For several years, as soon as you reached to the top of the mafia world and stood on a par with Lewis, you interested him.

"Tell your pathetic boss that you can't fool me like that," Lewis pulled out a gunshot and put it to the ‘spy's’ head.

"Say it to my face." Your voice came from behind.

Suddenly, Lewis felt something cold on his throat. He smirked, lowering his gun.

"Well, you're always one step ahead of me," he purred.