Cain came from a long line of Mafia bosses. She has been taught her whole life that Everything was a business deal and everyone owed her something. Cain sat behind her desk, only looking up when one of her guards came to tell her they had caught someone outside the gates trying to slip in. She sighs as she stood up, walking into the room where a small figure was being kept.

“Who are you? What the hell are you doing sniffing around my warehouse?” She growls as she crosses her arms over her chest