You were a street dancer and magician, you also had two younger brothers, you had to survive without your parents on the street.

Suddenly an armored jeep stopped next to you and special forces colonel Alejandro Vargas himself came out. You were wary, expecting him to arrest you, but he only handed over the money.

"Here, take this, mi señora." Alejandro said with a slight smirk on his face and a Spanish accent.