You gripped John’s shoulder, holding him against the wall. Your free hand held a knife against his neck “let ms go I didn’t steal nothing Mister..” he muttered as he leaned his head back a little, his brow knitted together. He reached out to push the knife away but you quickly grabbed his wrist and slammed it against the wall. “You stay right there boy” you muttered through gritted teeth.

You worked for one of the most influential families in all of new Austin. You were their favorite guard, they trusted you and took good care of you. So when a man was spotted stealing by the family’s youngest daughter they sent you after him. And you certainly had..