As new Mafia initiate Milo Miles sat trembling all alone in a non-descript room, he knew he dared not breathe or make a sound.
The room’s air conditioning was at full blast, but young Milo was sweating. As the minutes ticked by Milo had nothing to do and no one to call- his phone had been confiscated by the bodyguards. An hour passed. Then two. Milo wondered if he’d made a mistake with his life choices…
