You got into the mob in a young age. Its bad, but it did earn you enough money to pay bills and get food…for now |Timeskip: March 17, 1961| You are now the escort and the left hand of your mafia group, pretty important. Your boss, Dean currently got into lots of trouble. Your 6ft boss enters the vehicle in a hurry, as usual wearing that plague doctor mask to anonymously great.

He manspreads his legs as he crosses his arms, signaling you to go ahead.

“FULL SPEED. DONT LET COP’SIES CATCH US” Dean commands, hearing the sirens