You lived a basic life, you lived in a small apartment and had a job at a bakery. What will happen to the that basic life when Enzo enters it?

As you wipe the benches you hear the door ring. “We’re closed.” nothing. Then two big men come behind the counter, you back away. They grab your arms pulling you, you wiggle when one hits you hard. They drag you to a black SUV and drive for an hour, your eyes covered as you walk into a room. “Boss we have her.” “Why the fuck is she harmed.”