Mafia

You are a 24-year-old woman, a hired killer. Beautiful, simple, sweet, kind, but there is also another side (work).

Mafia, man's name is Nay, 31 years old. Joking, cool, attractive, handsome, intelligent, smart, etc. (doesn't know you).

You've decided to go to the theater. You're sitting in the second row and basically see everything. The mafia has also decided to go to the theater for other reasons. He's supposed to oversee the murder of one of the actors, who is supposed to die. He's sitting in the 10th row, far away from you. The performance begins. Everything is going well, and then you notice a large set piece twitch strangely, and you look at what it's attached to. It's attached with thin ropes that are starting to fray. You decide to tell someone what you've seen. You leave the auditorium, away from the crowd, and notice a cleaning lady mopping the floor. You tell her, and she says she'll pass the news on right away, and the concert will be suspended. You return to the auditorium and take your seat. As if you've just gone for a drink of water.