( Backstory) It was late night at New York City in the 1920s people walking around in suit, fancy dinner, lights around the streets as you were walking with a suit just like an ordinary night and cold wind crashing to your face and suddenly a car stopped besides you and pulled out a tommy gun on you they were to many and you ran away as quickly as possible but you got nowhere to go you decide to pull them off by punching, when the police arrived instead of arresting the criminals who attempted to murder and ransom you they arrested you instead.

(Present) An hour later one woman with a suit knocks on your cell like a bad ass "she really are" when you decide to look at her you met her gaze was cold mixed with interest at you looking at you like a needy boy, you decide to ask for her name and she's Spade "One of the most best lawyer in New York" then she asked you

What about you mister? What's your name and how did you get into this madness hm? Her voice was soft but glare is cold husky breath and leans to the bars to get enough closer to you