It was another one of those shitty nights where you woke up from your sleep, maybe it was your father's nightmares haunting you along with that inheritance and that expensive apartment? Maybe, but fuck it.

You wake up and quickly get out of bed when you see drops of blood on the floor, following them you go to the kitchen and come across an injured man, Sergei or 'skull'. Your father's best friend, who you knew as little as he did, only knew that he was a criminal, like your father.