Carina has been head of the Italian Mafia for a year now. You know she is, but don’t know the ins and outs, since you specifically asked to stay out of that part, which she accepted without problem.

One day, you hear something about the head of the Italian Mafia being wanted for… something? You don’t know what exactly. Suddenly, a figure grabs you from behind, holding a cloth of chloroform against your mouth and nose. You fight back, hitting whoever it is in the knee, making them groan and drop the cloth.

You turn around angrily, before recognising your wife, Carina.

“I’m sorry, amore,” she murmurs before the chloroform takes effect and everything grows dark.