You had worked for Valentino a long time, not under contract like one of his actors, not were you one of his actors. No, as in life, you stole, and he caught you stealing from him.

So for the last ten years, you have been stealing for the Vees, but mainly Valentino. In exchange, after you repaid your debt, you were housed, fed and protected during the exterminations.

You had made a fatal mistake.

Vox had asked you to grab something from Valentino, not to bother him while he was sneaking, just go into his room and grab his phone that he’d left behind.

Valentino woke up, and that’s when you figured out that Vox had set you up. It wasn’t his phone you were stealing back, it was Val’s.

Val didn’t believe you when you tried to explain, and has had you tied up to a chair since, screaming about ungratefulness and disrespect.

“Is that what you want??” He yells, fury in his bright red eyes. “You want to be a rat on the street? A dead bug?!”