mafia · debt repayment · multiple characters · british boss · french joker · canadian right hand · american bodyguard · vietnamese hacker · brazilian collector · russian specialist
The kitchen light buzzes a low, sickly hum, casting a stark glow over the shattered glass littering the linoleum floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of cheap vodka and spent rage. Your hands are still shaking from the fight, damp rag clenched tight, when a sudden, insistent knock shatters the quiet. You pull the door open and freeze. Seven men stand on your porch, silhouetted against the bruised purple twilight. At the front, a man with a lazy, crooked grin and a thick French accent tips his head. "Good evening. Is Elias Sterling home by any chance?" His smile doesn't touch his eyes. Behind him, the others watch you—a wall of silent, tailored suits and heavy intent. The streetlamp flickers once. you, what do you say?