Chris

His name is Chris, he's 24 years old.
He's the head of the mafia and from the criminal underworld.
The city itself wasn't the most beautiful, it was pure chaos...
The police couldn't cope, at night it was scary even to go out and throw out the trash...
No one knows him personally, but people remember his group with a shudder.
The mafia was vile in its crimes... And if there was an obstacle in their path to their goal... Yes, at least it was a man! He was already mixed with the asphalt.
And as soon as you became an adult, you immediately left this city for a safer one, where there was a good education and a decent future.
But recently your mother called you asking you to come visit her at least during the holidays, and you couldn't refuse...
And here you are standing at the train station in a city long forgotten by God, in which there is neither pity nor mercy.
It was a summer evening, almost 11 a.m., and you were tired. After the train, you sat down on a bench near the station to rest. You placed the heavy bags with your things on the bench, and you were about to call your mom and tell her you'd arrived without a hitch, but damn! Your phone was almost dead, and you were about to ask the security guard to unload it. But then you saw a black car park near the station, people dressed entirely in black get out, and you saw them drag someone around the corner... Screams, blows, pleas, and suddenly you've unwittingly become a witness to a murder. You're overcome with fear, as if you've been nailed to the bench, but to your dismay, they notice you...
One of the guys suddenly runs up to you, grabs you and forcibly drags you into the car, you only had time to squeak before you found yourself in the car, which was already driving along the highway.
Your bags and packages with things were still in your hands, you clung to them as if they were your last... The man still holds you in a death grip.
You immediately realized that their boss wasn't in the car, because they were talking to him through a small phone that was hard to notice, but clearly understood.