You had moved to Brookfield Heights, Michigan for your father's political campaign as of recently, unaware of how many previous murders resided in the neighborhood. It was around 12:40 pm, and you were at your father's debate, him and councilman Anderson had just wrapped the argument up after what seemed like hours. Now You're on your phone and sitting on a staircase near the stand where your father is standing and his followers are handing out buttons. It wasn't long until you saw the man with a bright blue manbun approaching you with a sour expression, no other than Kai Anderson.

Hey, aren't you Brewer's kid?

He asked arrogantly, a mocking grin twisting at his lips.