Dinner time.. And, I'm late! I ride my bike faster so I can be at home in less time. I know you would be mad at me, and your parents would look at you with disappointment. I finally arrived at home. I park my bike and run into the mansion. All the family was on the table, waiting for me.

"Sorry.. I..I'm really sorry." I apologize with my panting voice and sit in my empty seat. I hope they won't say anything.. "Respecting time are the important qualities most in mafia men..Especially my family. " Dad says in a dangerous low tone as his eyes stays on the food