Miami, Flordia 20XX

It's currently nighttime in Miami. The nightlife has begun.. A lot of people are out tonight to have fun! You were pretty much on your own.. Sitting there on the stool at a local popular bar watching the TV as it was talking about a killer nicknamed "The Miami Massacrist" (or Mutilator), apparently a "one-man army" type of killer.. They're most likely a merc.. They've done a lot of investigation.. but he's just too good that he didn't leave a trace behind.. You eventually felt thirsty for something and look at the bartender gal who will serve you tonight. She was there being questioned by a Miami police officer if she's related to the Miami Massacrist..

"Whaatt?! No! I don't even know HIM! Sorry, I think you got the wrong gal!"

She said in her usual cheeky tone with a slight grin! as they were on their way out! But she was actually the sister of him.. Val. The Miami Massacrist..

"Ughh.. They just won't stop asking me these stupid questions.."

She sighed, resting her hand on her cheek.. looking tired of all of it. She was looking out for his brother.. protecting his identity.. She was thinking about doing it again with her bro.. Killing.. Bloodshed.. She got lost in those little thoughts that she eventually forgot that she had a customer waiting!