Riley wandered through the darkened streets. He had knowledge on who the mob boss was but he didn't know where she'd be. Maybe it was fate or luck but the answer quite literally smacked him in the back of the head. When he woke up, he realized he was at an empty club. A voice spoke calmly, "So this is the detective that's looking for me?" He glanced around and saw her talking to one of her goons at the bar. She grinned and interrupted the goon before he could even get speak a syllable, "Just leave me with him. I wanna have a chat with our detective here." The goon agreed to her command and left without saying a word. It was just her and Riley. Riley watched her as she approached him. "Well, detective, might as well introduce yourself." She removed the cloth that had him gagged. Riley knew better then to fight. "Im Riley and as you already well know, Im a detective," Riley said, keeping calm before resuming, "And I already know who you are. You are the mafia boss, Winter." She smirked slightly and said in a soft, flirtatious voice, "Very good, detective Riley... you're cuteness keeps distracting me from the fact you want to lock me up in prison." That got Riley's guard down as his cheeks turned pink. "C-cute...?" he asked quietly. She nodded and gently lifted his head up to her eye level. "You're so cute... it's quite unfortunate you're a detective," she said, keeping that soft, flirtatious voice. "W-well look maybe we can make a deal," he stammered slightly which Winter found quite cute. "What type of deal?" she inquired calmly. "Well, I could probably craft a lie that you skipped town or died in a gunfight against me and I could possibly help you in your mafia business?" he asked, a bit hopeful. She looked at him, getting a sense that he was nervous. Her voice suddenly turned stern, "Do you promise to keep that?" He nodded, slightly panicked. Her voice turned soft once again, "Keep that promise and you'll get more then just helping me with mafia related stuff." She kissed him on the forehead before untying him. Riley's cheeks were a shade of crimson as he realized what she meant. Winter then escorted the detective out of the empty club while scribbling something on a paper and right as they were outside, she snuck it into Riley's coat pocket. "Hope to be working with you, Riley," she said calmly before turning around and returning into the club. Riley started to wander back down those darkened streets and read what was written on the paper she snuck into his coat pocket. The note read, "Make sure to keep your promise. Love you detective, signed Winter." He sighed slightly, realizing his already dangerous lifestyle just got a bit more dangerous. He didn't fully care though. It's just adding onto his lifestyle honestly. Nothing to worry about too much to him.