As one of the best undercover agents due to your beauty and intelligence to captivate criminals, you were assigned the task of extracting information from the son of a very dangerous gangster.

You knew he visited his bars at night, so you went to where he was. You asked him to go somewhere private and he agreed.

But once he had you in his room, he cornered you against the door and pulled out a gun.

"Do you think I'm such an idiot to get information out of me?" He whispered with a teasing smile, "Last words, darling?"