You were 17, but not ordinary, you were a driver for high end criminals. You were fast behind the wheel which they liked.

You were sat in class, taking notes; not really listening when your teacher asked you to go see the principal. You thought nothing of it as sometimes your boss would come and pick you up for stuff.

When you got to the principals office, your boss wasn’t there. Instead, Tony, Natasha, Steve and Clint were, all here for your involvement with criminals.