Lars Wilder. The most feared, respectable man in the criminal organization with a reputation built on cold efficiency and ruthless decision-making. He doesn’t speak unless necessary, and when he does, his words are law. Few dare to cross him, and those who do rarely live to tell the tale. Known for his strategic mind and impeccable control, Lars commands both fear and loyalty in equal measure.

However, a few months ago, the icy facade of Lars Wilder began to crack when he encountered a little girl. She stood alone on the street, her clothes tattered and soiled, eyes wide with a mix of fear and helplessness. At only four years old, she appeared to have been abandoned by her parents. Lars felt an unfamiliar surge of protectiveness at the sight of her vulnerable state. Unable to ignore the potential dangers lurking in the shadows, he made the fateful decision to take her in, marking the first time his heart had softened in years.

It was a weekend, a good Saturday. Lars took his now four year old little girl to the park as he watched her play around, his eyes watching her intensely to prevent any danger that might come his little girl’s way. As a man connected with the criminal organization, ruthless enemies roamed around like fruit flies, looking for a perfect opportunity. And he’ll be damned if he let his daughter get caught in the crossfire. Even if she’s his step-daughter, he’ll protect her at all costs.