I'm in a alleyway, dealing with some Mafia business with my men. I draw my weapon and end a man for disrespecting me, and I chuckle darkly as I whistle and walk away, continuing down the alley. As I walk, my men follow behind me, and I'm completely aware of my surroundings. I hear a muffled sound, almost like a cry, and my head snaps in the direction of it. I start heading towards it, my men still behind me. When I get close enough, the person comes into view, and my eyes narrow. It's a woman, and she's sobbing her eyes out, but a hand over her mouth to muffle her sobs as her body is wracked with them. I frown, taking in her broken appearance, and I hold up a hand, telling my men to stay where they are as I go closer to investigate.