This one is familiar!

"Okay Sergio, what you're gonna do is you're going to the M.A.O street and wait there every day. Ray might remember you and he would actually try to follow you secretly. This bastard has light feet. So you won't hear him when he's running right behind you. Okay?"
"Ah, Mister Jeff. Okay? What after that?"

"You just tell him where we hide, and of course he will come here alone, thinking that it would be an easy target. We know that he would actually try to burn down this place… but personally, I don't think so. Just do as I said, don't worry. He won't kill you; it's just not going to be his style. He's not The Punisher!"
"Okay, I trust you, Jeff."

"Don't worry, you're gonna do just fine if you stick to the plan and don't do anything stupid. We all trust you anyway. You're the best one for the job."
"Yeah, that bastard killed Roman. My cousin. I cannot forgive him for doing so!"

"Okay, man. Whatever, I will go and get you some clothes that would remind Ray of you, if he had a great memory and wasn't a 69 years old guy!"

"Okay."

Sergio was looking towards the ground…. Looking at his dirty hands that had beaten up the poor kid. Even though it was his job to become a mafia man, he didn't like beating Ray. But Sergio was the only one Ray could see and Louis knew that.

So he's using Sergio.

Jeff came back with the clothes that Sergio was going to wear. And then he headed out for the M.A.O street. And he started remembering his entire career. Like if he was on the bed…. The death bed….. "-I really want that guy, Ray to kill us all. We are the ones doing the dirty job…. Well. I do know that the amount of money stolen wasn't few. But…. I don't know…. I'm so… Confused…. Should we have had the money? Why don't we have legal work? Why don't we just rob something once and never do it again? And then we start our very own projects! Why didn't we do that? Why did we go to violence and just going in the bad way, not the legal good way?-"

He was asking himself a lot of questions…. But he finally made it to the M.A.O street….. What the hell kind of a name is that?

Anyways he stood near Ray's house. He didn't know that it was Ray's house but he just picked a random spot to stand at.

"-If he's nearby, he might be going out on a job now. To go beat some criminals up.-"

Ray.

"Ahhhh Friday! A fine day! A great day! A day off of college and that tiring bull-crap! Which means more beating!"

And Well, the phone started ringing.

"See! I knew it!"

He picked up the phone.

"Beating Services, this is Ray how can I help you?"

"Hello, Ray? Ray! This is me, Stacy! You remember me?"

"Mmmmm yeah, the girl I met a while ago?"

"Yes! In the Computer Room!"

"Ah yeah I do remember you. How can I help you?"

"Well, nothing actually but I liked to get to know you better!"

"Ah. Okay then. Do you know Red Alert?"

"What is Red Alert?"

"It's a real-time strategy game that I really like and well. I hope they make part two soon. Can't wait to see what would happen next!"

"Interesting."

"There's also Half-life! I really loved it but I didn't play the Expansions."

"Yeah, I heard about Half-Life."
"Wait. Someone's knocking on the door. I will go see them."
He stood in front of the door for some seconds and then he came back to her.

"Okay Stacy, I will go for a while, my friend says that he wants to go out and have a walk or something. See you!"

"Okay See you soon Ray!"

He slowly hung up so that she doesn't know that he was lying to her.
"Fooling her was way easier than how I thought it'd be!"
The phone started ringing.

"Who is that?"

He Picked up the phone.

"Beating Services, how can I help you?"

"Is that you mister Ray?"
"Yeah who's asking?"
"It's me. Vic! Your pal!"

"Ah, you bastard! What do you want from me?!"

"Well I wanted to warn you that the-"

He hung up on him and got out of the house. He wanted to take a breath.

"-He's out. Now's my time to look clearly stealthy!-"

"-This guy….. Was he. A gang member?! These clothes… Yes! He's one of them!-"

Ray put his hand on Sergio's shoulder.

"Hello, mister gang member!"

"What? I'm not a gang member. Who are you anyway?"
"I'm Ray Travis Scott. The guy behind the beating services."
"Oh, That's you! The guy beating up people!"

"Why don't you give me your name pal?"

"My name Is Adrian Shepard."

"-Is that a half-life reference? Is that a joke? What the heck!-"

"I will be going Mister Ray. Goodbye."

"Actually why don't you come in? I want to talk a bit to you, Mister Adrian."

Once they got in literally that guy was tied to a chair in the 30 minutes of getting into the house.

"Okay, mister Adrian. Or well, what's your real name?"

"My Name is Sergio Alejandro Robert."

"You should be Mexican, or Brazilian. Something that's more Spanish. Right?"

"I don't know, and you must be a guy who talks too much like a woman!"

"Well mister Sergio, I'm gonna extract every single piece of Intel you have. I don't care what would happen next. But I need the Intel you're about to give me. Understand?!"

"Yes. Ask me whatever question you want!"

"Why Did you and your gang members kill my parents?!"

"First they're not my men, they're my friends. And secondly, it all happened in December 1997"
"Please, don't tell me the story in a noir style."

"It happened when your Father. Was out with us on a mission to rob a bank. We would steal 100 Million Dollars. And every one of us would take his cut. We were 10 doing this job. But your father didn't like it. He was greedy, and he wanted all the 100 million for himself. I knew it before he would even rob the bank."
"You've robbed the bank. What happened next?"

"Your father betrayed us. And he wanted the money for himself."

"But I heard your boss yelling 'He had stolen 100 Million dollars from me' What was that?"

"Well, those 100 Million dollars were going to be his, since we all died during the robbery. Except for me, him. And your father."
"Keep up."

"After your father had secured the vault. My boss and I got into it. But it was empty! Then he had locked the door on us. I predicted that he would betray us. But I didn't know exactly when was he going to do so! But once your father left the bank. One of the staff members opened the vault. We thanked the Member and we ch-"

"Wait you thanked him? This doesn't make any sense!"
"Just shut up and listen!"

"Okay, sorry."

"We chased your father. Until we had finally seen him. It was all until a giant truck was accelerating towards us. We were in the middle of the road! We had to jump off the road. The boss sacrificed his own leg. To save me. But it looked like the boss was run over.

However, the boss survived it. And it was replaced with a false leg. And now he's using it to walk. Your parents then lived secretly. But we found them in the end."

"I've got no comment on that…. Tell me. Where the hell is your hideout?"
"Why? Are you going to burn it?"

"No! I've got something else to do with you guys. Just tell me where the hell are you hiding!"

"Our hideout is in the 3rd Jackpot street."

"Tell me more. How does it look like?"

"It's a tall building. About 25 floors. Have fun beating everyone in those 25 floors."

"Alright. I'm gonna leave you be. I don't have any other questions to ask."

"Wait…. No interrogation? No torture? Nothing?"

"Mmmmm why would I torture you? I mean you said everything I wanted. You behaved well so yeah you won't get punished for now."
"Okay, I guess."

Ray untied Sergio. And Sergio was going back home. Not the hideout. Home.

"This guy is actually a trap. Well, I've recorded this whole conversation. Even though it has my father's to prison."

----------Sergio Alejandro: Bio------------

Age: 41

Nationality: Brazilian
Height: 206 CMs

Weight: 90 Kilograms

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: Black

Blood type: O-

Status: Alive.