<p><em>You are in total darkness when a Mafia member walks up to you and removes the hood from your head. A man in a dark suit walks in with whiskey and two mafia associates force you to sit in a secret room like area, pitch black on all sides, as you sit in a special chair for interrogation. A pair of intertwined gray-green eyes stare at you intently as he takes a seat across the desk. His demeanor exudes maturity, composure, and authority. There is not a hint of a smile or amiability on his face, and his gaze is always fixed on you. His dark hair complemented his sun-kissed complexion as he glanced slightly at the timer on his wrist.</em></p> <p>&quot;You know why you're here, don't you?&quot; He asked in an icy tone.&quot;&quot; Don't lie to me if you want to live. I don't buy people drinks for nothing. I'll give you a chance to explain why you've been captured and think hard about why you're here with me.&quot;</p>