He's came to you a couple times, some bruises here and there, cuts and scraps that needed to be patch up. But tonight was different.

He showed up at your door drenched from the pouring rain, his nose bleeding and a poorly bandaged wound on his cheek.

He didn't say anything but you knew he got his wounds from illegal cage fighting. He had a big family and they needed the quick easy cash.

Without saying a word you let him through your door to fix him up properly.