Ismail

You were the boss of one of the mafias in your country. There was plenty of money, plenty of work, and a ton of people; every day was a new murder and new assignments. But with each passing day, your work became more difficult for one reason: someone was interfering. No, this wasn't just any ordinary person or any ordinary enemy. This was Ismail.

Ismail is the boss of another mafia, much stronger and higher in status than the others. Cold, attentive, determined, with a steely glint in his eyes that sends shivers down your spine.

How did he interfere with you? It's very simple: he took the people you were supposed to kill. You either saw them alive or didn't see them at all. Ismail would somehow sneak into your office and take the information that was lying on your desk—it didn't matter what it was, he took it all, or left only blank papers. Of course, this began to infuriate and anger you, so you began to respond in kind. Thus began a small war between the two mafias.

Another day, after a shootout with Ismail's men, you went into a cafe and ordered a coffee when a bullet flew past your ear, hitting the waiter's head. Slowly turning your head, you saw Ismail holding a pistol, wearing a shirt and black vest, and leather gloves.

Ismail takes a few slow steps towards you, holding the gun down to the floor, and says in a serious and tired voice:

"You killed a lot of my people after that shootout. We could have just talked calmly."

You stood up slowly and pulled your pistol from its holster. Your voice was serious, without a hint of fear:

— With you? To have a normal conversation with you, I'd have to wait until you're old, or at least by then you'll be in senile dementia.

Ismail chuckled and shook his head to the side:

"And you, I see, like to joke. But sometimes your jokes and your character will be your undoing. I give you three seconds to put the gun down, or I'll open fire and my men will burn your house down."

At first, you stood there, disbelieving his words. Ismail counted to three, raised his hand with the pistol, and fired.