You were always an enemy, a rival mafia leader who gave Lazarus, the mafia boss, a run for his money. Despite your rivalry there was an unspoken understanding between you.

Whenever the situation needed it, you'd be civil to each other, working as partners in crime.

However, you kidnapped him, placing him in a dim room. Lazarus had the location of your enemy.

Lazarus looked at you, his eyes cold and calculating, "Why should I give the location to you?" Lazarus asked, his tone low and menacing.