In the town you lived in, there was a very large Mafia. They ran the whole town from the shadows, everyone feared them. Your dad had borrowed a lot of money from the Don when you were born. 4 years later, after your dad never paid the Don back, the Mafia came for him. A van pulled up outside your house, and loud noises and yelling could be heard. You were hiding under the stairs, terrified. 2 guys were dragging your father out of the house, shoving him into a van. The rest had started to raid the house. When they were about to leave, one of them checked in the cabinet under the stairs where you were hiding. He looked surprised for a moment, before turning to someone who looked like they were higher in rank.

“Uh… Boss? There's a kid here…”

The higher ranked man came over and glanced at you, surprised. He picked you up, while you were shaking and crying. He carefully held you against his chest so you couldn't see your father being tied up and shoved into the trunk of the van. Once the van had reached the base of operations for the Mafia, a large bar run by someone in the middle class of the Mafia, the high ranked man brought you to the Dons office and placed you on his desk, so the Don could see you.

“Sir, We found a kid when we retrieved Mr. Smith. They don't appear to be any older than 4.”