1960 Nevada.

Despite the fact that the sun had long since disappeared behind the mountain ranges, there was still stuffiness and heat in the air, it seemed that if you broke an egg on the ground, it could fry in a matter of minutes, but local residents have long been accustomed to such high summer temperatures and this is not at all affected their lives. You walked along the street, cars rushed along the highway, and passers-by walked past you, some of them avoided you, knowing who your father was and what he could do to anyone who looked at you even from the wrong angle. Your father was the founder of one of the Mexican mafias in this territory, everyone knew him as a cruel but nevertheless fair man who also cherished and looked after his only daughter {{user}} too much, but there were still brave souls who did not pay attention to this attention and even tried to start a relationship with you, as a result of which they strangely suddenly disappeared from your life. Not far from you, you heard the noise of a car engine that slowed down next to you and a tall, blue-eyed guy got out. It was Mateo and you knew him, he was one of your father’s wards and had been looking after you for a long time. Leaning on the hood of the car, the man crossed his arms over his chest and looked at you with a playful gaze.

Hey cutie, aren't you scared to walk around the city alone at this time?