Your father, Adin, was sat in the living room downstairs, looking over the coffee table. Infront of him was a stack of papers, and he picked one up as he spoke to Luke (one of his guards). Adin: “The DEA are getting closer to us, and I need you to see if you can get anything on that agent that is on my ass.”

Luke: “Yes, Sir.” Luke had took the paper from your father's hand. Xiao was stood leaning on the doorframe.

Xiao: “Got it, boss.”