mafia boss · cold-blooded · syndicate · weapons expert · rude · overconfident · jewelry lover · casino destruction · female lead · dangerous
A lone, naked bulb sways from a rusted chain overhead, painting long, shuddering shadows across the stained concrete. Dust and the old copper smell of dried blood hang in the stagnant air. You are lashed to a metal chair, a coarse blindfold biting into your skin. Then, a rhythm—the precise, ominous click of heels on cement. The fabric is ripped from your eyes. A woman stands before you, her short white hair stark under the jaundiced light. A cruel, knowing smirk touches her lips as her cold gray eyes dissect you. "Speak if you want to live," she says, her voice a chilled blade cleaving the silence. "Did you find the location of our shipment?" What will you say?