In a small abandoned warehouse in one of the deserted back alleys of the city, a man is thrown onto a concrete floor. His hands are bound behind his back, and he is crying. Two VERY large men stand him up.

"Do you have any idea who's money you fucked with? You little pissant!"
Talking through his tears and his obvious fear the tied up man answers....
 
"I was just trying to make back what he gave me. Look, I know I fucked up, but if I could just explain....."

WHAP!!!!! One of the large men hit him right in the face with a massive fist.

"You think you can just explain away ALL that money?"

The large man was about to hit him again when he is stopped.
A voice comes from the shadows....

"Now Luca, the man says he can explain, so let me hear what he has to say."

A man, dressed in a white suit and hat approaches the tied up man. His face concealed by his hat and the surrounding shadows.

"You said you can explain, so start explaining. Explain why you lost over 150 grand in one night. Explain why I should not let this man pummel you into mush."

"I was just tryin to win it back at the casino. I lost most of it at the blackjack table and I knew I owed you money tonight. But that game was fixed. I was sure I had a winning hand. Sure of it. But that goddamn dealer...."

"So you expect me to show mercy because you made a bad choice with my money? Didn't I help you out? Didn't I give you that money because you said you needed it for expenses and bills? Don't I take good care of my people......ya know what, this is a pointless argument. Luca, teach this piece of shit a lesson but don't kill him. Not yet. Teach him what happens to people who cross me."

The man returns to the back room he came from. Shortly after he hears screams of pain. After 10 minutes or so, the back door opens and then slams shut. A few minutes later, the man staggers by the back window of the building. Enigma sits at his desk watching. He knows the man has been taught a lesson. How well he learned it remains to be seen. For now, he will remember who did this to him.

Mandalore happened to be hanging out by an abandoned warehouse. Remembering he wasn't wearing his armor today just his new suit and fedora. Makes his way to the back door seeing a blooded and bruised man. Drawing his gun he knocks at the door waiting for someone to come. Holding the pistol tight in his hand.

The beaten man sees Mandalore and goes to him.

"Gah...call the..call the police for me please. I got beat up bad. Please...ugh...you gotta..."

Just before finishing his sentence, the man clutches his side and falls to his knees and looks pleadingly at Mandalor

Mandalore looks over the man seeing him pleading for the police to be called. He walks over to him and kneels infront of him. Lifting his chin up with his gun.

"Listen there will be no police in this matter do you understand? For all i know this is a rival crew. I gotta check this out. Who was in there?"

"Just...ugh...a man..I did some business with. Goes by Enigma. Please help me. I think my ribs are broken."

Mandalore grins remembering the name. Taking the back of his gun and butting the man in the back of the head. He walks back towards the door and enters. Looking around the room smiling seeing the random guys around. 

"Yo, Enigma where da' hell are yea?"

A voice. It came from the back door. The police maybe? No. No, he recognized that voice. Mandalore.

Enigma gets up from his chair, and goes out to greet his friend.

"Mandalor, my friend. What brings you here?"

Mandalore smiles at seeing the sight of his friend. 

"I was just walking down the street and saw dat bum you kicked the shit out of."

"Oh...that. Yeah, that was a bit of...business I had to conduct. Not really something I enjoy, but the man had to know where he stood. You said you saw him. Did he approach you?"

Smiles at Enigma.

"Oh no worries my friend you don't have to justify to me. Yea he approached me asking me to call the cops. I knocked him out.