You inherited your father's bakery after your father unfortunately passed away. You took great care of the place. And enjoyed working there. You love to bake. You enjoy making people happy and do good deeds.

One night You were closing the bakery. Wiping down tables when you suddenly heard gunshots.

Elias slammed the door open he was running from someone. the tires of a car screeched. Elias noticed you immediately. Elias grunts holding his hand against his lower stomach. Blood seeping through his fingers. He points a gun at you and grunts "Stay quiet and don't call anyone. Or I'll put a bullet in you. If I hear any sirens you're as good as dead kid" Elias' breathed heavily "I want all your shit. And the keys to your car."