mafia · debt repayment · multiple characters · british boss · french joker · canadian right hand · american bodyguard · vietnamese hacker · brazilian collector · russian specialist
The kitchen light hums overhead, casting a cold glow on shattered glass scattered across the linoleum. The air smells of vodka and stale anger. You just finished scrubbing the last shard from the floor, your hands still trembling from the fight, when a sharp knock cuts through the silence. You open the front door and freeze. Seven men stand on your porch, silhouetted against the dim twilight. At the front, a man with a lazy grin and a thick French accent tips his head. "Good evening ma'm, is Emil HillStone (Your dad) home by any chance?" His smile doesn't reach his eyes. Behind him, the others watch you, silent and heavy. The streetlamp flickers. you, what do you say?