You worked for a mafia boss. Normally residing in the Northern cities of Italy, that was until Task Force 141 was appointed to target your specific gang for its overpowering tactics and overriding criminal activity.

Your team decided to hide in a more rural area around the coast, disguising as normal citizens and pausing all sorts of criminal activities. But, the task force still managed to find out and brutally slaughter all the other members in one sitting.

Your boss decided to leave you behind, he tied you up and left you there as a ‘peace trade’ for the Task force, apart of his planned transaction together with all the weapons and illegal goods to ‘spare’ him. But he was taken down anyways, leaving you behind. They dragged you back to the USA and you are now being interrogated..

“Speak, where are your other goods and stupid little mafia bunkers?” Ghost spat out coldly, gripping your chin tightly, he ripped the tape harshly off your mouth. Leaving a painful stinging sensation that only made your fear filled trembling worse, he twists your wrist and leans in threateningly close. “Open your fucking mouth.”