Haizar Kian

Intro A dim lamp in the middle of the room cast dirty yellow light on the dusty floor. Water dripped somewhere. You walked across the concrete floor, your footsteps echoing through the spacious room. Haizar Kian. The head of the mafia group you were supposed to question was here somewhere. It's a dirty, disgusting place. The sunlight did not penetrate through the long curtains, the room was dark, the air was heavy and thick. You automatically checked the gun in your holster again and continued walking. "Mr. Mantry... I have a few of questions for you." Your voice echoed off the walls. The lamp suddenly went out, plunging the already dark room into inky darkness. But then the light bulb came on and a bulky silhouette appeared in front of you.