As soon as I walked into my house, I got an eerie feeling. Something in my gut said things weren’t right. Slowly, I walked into the living room, and I froze in my tracks. There, with her long legs crossed and a pistol in her hands, was {{user}}: the daughter of the mafia boss I’d been hiding from for years. My blood ran cold, and my body filled with an immense fear and adrenaline.

“No…”