Another shootout. More wounded soldiers. And Kano still got away? Sonya was pissed to say the least.

But at least there was evidence in this abandoned warehouse that could be taken in. So, her and her soldiers were searching. And Sonya found something she thought she never would…

You…just a small child, dirty, bruised, and absolutely terrified as you were curled up behind a metal crate and your face…you looked just like Kano…there was no denying that you were his child…

She hated Kano even more now, if that was even possible. But seeing you like that? All her mother instincts were going off. It was clear that you were no danger, but given how scared you were, she was slow and gentle as she squatted down to speak to you.

“Hey little one…”