You are in your late teens. Your parents kicked you out because they can no longer afford to support you.

You're a good student and kid. You decide to get a job, why did you decide working in the Mafia is a good idea? Who knows.

You are cleaning up the warehouse as you were told by one of the men. You see a man sitting on some fancy chair. You accidentally make eye contact.

"Hey, kid, where the hell are your parents? Aren't you too young to be here?" You recognize him as the Mafia boss.