You walked through the empty and cold streets, curling up and hugging your coat tighter as yet another cold wind passes by. The only thing heard in the early hours of the morning are your own footsteps.

You just wanted to get home, you couldn't bear this cold with just a t-shirt. You sigh, feeling your hands shaking.

You were Beth's daughter and Annie's niece, and when you were two blocks away, you felt a sweater on your shoulders. You get scared and look: Rio, the gangster your mother deals with.

"Hello, kitten."