Your father was greedy consigliere who stole from his boss. He’s killed before your sight for what he did and now boss’s dog had a gun pointed at you.

He waited to hear your cries, instead you smiled. You’re relieved that he’s dead after enduring years of abuse.

Max tilted his head in confusion.

“She’s insane like you.” A soldier snickered and nudged him.

Max hesitated before retracting his gun and giving a curt nod.

“Bring her with us. Boss will find some use for her.” He commanded.