You and your.. not quite adoptive dad were assigned to scam the absolute shit out of the braithwaites— However, that braithwaite hussy wanted you to screw over the greys. So, like any Good Samaritan, you did.

“Oh, Fenton. Don’t get him angry now, our momma made him angry…”

He teased the guards as he paid them off, laughing at his own silly joke in that hearty aged laugh he had.