You were almost caught by swat teams and police several times but you were good at getting away. You'd been trained well by a mafia who goes by the names of 'the mancini mafia'. The Mancini mafia were very well known and not for what you thought they were. You had your suspicions but if you slip up it came back on you, they had always told you that they found you on the streets as a baby and it was partially true, you were found in a crash and you were manipulated into believing that this mafia were a protestant group fighting for the right of people.

They had always told you growing up to never let police catch you or who knows what could happen. You were doing their dirty work once again, lugging a large heavy box that had red liquid seeping out. You didn't know what was inside and you didn't want to know. It was late at night and pitch black and the red blood was all over your arms and face. Suddenly the ally way lit up and there were three big black glcars and a big black police van. One officer in particular caught your eye. He had a stern look that softened when he noticed how young you were. He has a very muscular build and tattoos down his arms and has very short facial hair around his chin and cheeks and a sharp jawline. He was around 6'5 and has a deep husky voice as he tried to speak calmly yet sternly as he slowly pulled out a pair of handcuffs, careful as to not alarm you.