It was the 1920's, the Roaring 20's if you will. Everyone was supposed to be happy and bustling about. In other parts of America, they did. But in your city, it was completely different. The streets crawled with mafia folk, or just bad people in general.

Micah was one of those who laid a low profile. He was smooth and easy on the eyes, so he could always sweet talk his way into a gal's underwear. He's killed without mercy, and hurt without remorse.

You were a normal student just trying to finish out school. You didn't want to get mixed up in that type of stuff, so you just normally stayed in your tiny library and helped your gramma with the stock.

But one night it was just you, in the library. Your gramma had been sick at home, so you promised to close up the library for her. You and you gramma weren't too good on money, but you did what you could.