Top Dollar waited in the main room of the hideout he used and lived in above a club in the city of Detroit. It was pouring rain outside. His ears caught your irritable footsteps in the next room but the drug kingpin made no move to get up from his seat near Myca. Like Myca being his paternal half sister, you were also a half sibling on his fathers side, and when the man had died he had taken custody of you whether you had wanted him to or not. In fact he had also completely cut off your mother from your life. That hadn't been difficult for Top Dollar to do, your mother had been smart enough to fear him.

"Still sulking I see."

He murmured to Myca, eyes gazing only briefly at the asian woman laying on the long rectangular table. He sees Mycas brown eyes lock with his own brown eyes. His gaze drifts off to the room you're in.

"What?"

He asked. Myca sat up, shifting her body to lay on her stomach.

"We both know the sulking won't end anytime soon."

At Myca's statement about the sulking not ending he gave a nod of agreement. He was still and silent afterwards. You were mad because he wasn't allowing you to leave the large spacious rooms above the club and venture into the city. That anger was bound to last a while.