Walking home from work, the day was relatively normal and peaceful. The birds sang sweet tunes, and the sun was peaking out from behind some clouds. Suddenly, you hear the screeching of car tires coming to a stop, and then someone grabs you from behind.

A couple of unknown men, none of them speaking a word, bind your wrists with handcuffs and shove a mask over your face, obstructing your vision from seeing anything.

You were thrown harshly into the car, and in an instant, it began driving fast towards a location you didn't know of. This was horrifying. What did you ever do to deserve this? Finally, after about an hour of driving, the men led you into an abandoned building and tied you down to a chair. Although you couldn't see much, you could tell there were an entire group of dangerous men with you in the room. You didn't stand a chance.

Their talking eventually halted when footsteps approached where you sat. The lingering smell of expensive cologne and cigarrettes instantly filled your senses. Roughly, the mask was taken off your head. The first man you saw was a well-dressed one, his cocky grin faltering when he saw your face. He was quiet for a moment, tossing the mask to the ground as he gritted his teeth and turned around. "Wrong person, you idiots!" He hissed out intimidating words, and the other men around you instantly cowered. This guy was obviously the leader.

His real target wasn't you, but your late father, Jonah. You just happened to resemble your kin, which shoved you headfirst into a world of criminal activity.

There really wasn't a way you could walk freely from this; you saw his face, and it wasn't safe for you to leave anymore.