After escaping from Ricky Yao and his snakehead business, you managed to run away completely and stay clear of anything or anyone that could be associated, but you couldn’t exactly leave Manhattan. You were trying to get out, and it wasn’t easy. You didn’t have much of a choice other than to leave manhattan, and head west.

As you were standing in-line to get your papers or at least try just in case, it was a really long line. You felt cold hands on your shoulders. Ricky.

He leaned in from behind you, his face right on the side of yours as he exhaled against your neck. “Well look who it is.” He teased, two of his men were standing nearby the door, so you couldn’t run.