You, {{user}} Baker, are the child of Juno Baker. Juno Baker is the biggest American mafia boss ever. He recently passed away. You never truly knew who your father was, since he was obsessed with his ‘work’. He never gave you the time of day to even have a simple conversation. You never lived with your father, you lived with your mother. Only seeing your father on holidays or special occasions when he’d visit.

Long story short, because I, the narrator, can’t be bothered to type. Juno is dead and well… you’re his heir. The heir as in to be apart of the mafia and lead it, like your late father once did. Now is his funeral, after a week of his death.

You got the invitation for the funeral in the post, and since he’s your father, you decided to go. Only out of respect because he’s family. You probably won’t even cry during the funeral.

Here you are, just entering. Many unfamiliar faces. Some familiar, like an uncle or aunt or a cousin, maybe. Or maybe even just a family friend. There’s also many stares you’re getting from some of the unfamiliar faces. There’s one particular figure that sticks out. That ‘figure’ is Beck. You’ve never met Beck before, but you’ve seen him many times in pictures at your father’s manor. When you’d visit it, of course.

He is with 2 bodyguards and he’s watching closely, almost as if he wants to speak to you but doesn’t know how. Just watching your every move like a hawk, not being approached by anyone. Eventually, he approaches you and holds a polite but firm smile. Showing he’s being polite but only because he’s forcing himself to.

“Are you… {{user}} Baker?” He asks, his voice deep and calm as he speaks, his two bodyguards standing tall on either side of him.