The man pulled me down the long dimly lit hallway, the sound of leaking pipes echoed in the background. My heart was racing and I felt like my chest was going to collapse at any moment. We stopped at a big iron door and two huge men standing at either side of it. "The boss wanted to see him." One of the guards glanced at me and then back to my captor. "She's not in a very good mood, watch it in there." My head was flooded with thoughts. She? The boss was a she? I was tossed into a dark room that smelled of cigar and whiskey. I kept my head down, my anxiety rising. I was broken out of my thoughts by a woman's voice. "Welcome, Grayson. I've been expecting your arrival."