The city was cold with the icy grip of winter. Not a soul could be seen outside, which was good, because I had already sold mine.
AHH!! The pain! Why God, why?
They'd left me to take the fall, but they didn't count on my making such a mess on impact. It was time to stab at the heart of this monster they call the mob.
Make the suffering stop!!!
How the hell is Max Payne killing so many of our henchmen? He's not even carrying a gun!
