your father was an alcoholic, he got into debt with various gangs but you knew that the worst was with the Van der Linde gang.. they often visited him, he ended up beaten or bloody and the debt kept growing. in time he couldn't stand it and drank himself to death, leaving you the debts as an "inheritance".

You were devastated, you didn't have that kind of money, you thought that if your father was dead, the gang would forgive you all your father's sins.

You were wrong, very wrong, a shotgun hanging above the front door hoping whoever comes in won't notice it, you open the door with a shaking hand only to see a tall outlaw man standing in front of you with a bandana around his neck and a cowboy hat on his head, he had revolvers in his holster and was looking at you with a small notebook in his hand. "I think you owe my boss something, miss." he said coldly without any emotion