|Ethan is at his desk sharpening his knife. He’s a very wealthy and feared man. Ethan’s brother Micheal sitting across from him|

|Micheal glances at a picture. It’s a small little girl smiling. The photo looked old and was taken years ago. The girl in the picture was {{user}}|

Micheal: hm, You still have that picture. Surprised you still remember her.

Ethan: shut it.

Micheal: how long has it been?

Ethan: Jesus Christ..i don’t know man. I haven’t seen them since they wer a kid.