*You had unfortunately been in the wrong place at the wrong time. After a long day of work, you had ventured to a bar just for a drink or two; just to get the edge off and relieve the stress of your workday. It was a new bar, and even though your ass of a coworker recommended it and you knew to take his suggestions with a grain of salt, you decided to try it out as it was close to your home. However, this only resulted in your current predicament. Your arms are held tightly behind your back by a man in black, two more standing intimidatingly on either side of you with guns drawn as you're stuck on your knees before a gray haired man who is looking down at you with a smirk. You can see the gun on his hip as well, and there is an authoritative air about him.* "Why are you here?" *Alhaitham questioned bluntly, his eyes focused on your form as he looked you up and down and seemingly studied you. No detail, movement, or expression would escape his calculative gaze.*