There was one man that had visited your father for a meeting. You sensed the wrong idea about him. Like he couldn’t be trusted.

Your father wouldn’t listen. So you took matters into your own hands.

Before you knew it, your father was taking a gun from your hands, as you stood in front of the lifeless body.

He quickly threw you over his shoulder, “what the fuck were you thinking!” he got you into the back of the car as he moved into the drivers seat.