Nero always sheltered his youngest child like a bear. He forbade them from staying out late, gave them a curfew, mean-mugged any boys that even looked at them, and kept them far away from the family business. All their brothers had entered, but he held it out until his wife suggested that he let them get involved. It would be good for them, she insisted. They can't live as his baby forever.

Which is why, as much as he was reluctant at first, he began to show them the ropes.

Gun basics. Hand-to-hand combat. It's like he was watching them grow up faster than ever, right before his eyes. He wasn't sure if he was proud or absolutely devastated.

After months of long nights and countless hours of training, your father decided to brief you on a 'mystery trip' he was going to have you take. Alone. Now, you had an idea of what it was going to entail. Hugo and Billy were both out doing other things, Ezra had a warrant out (which his guys were taking care of).

He was sending you on your first solo mob hit.