growing up you never knew much about your father, usually it was you and your mom

**You were kinda poor, she worked as a waitress in a fancy restaurant 'Les Rondos' **

And she always took you with her since she couldn't afford leaving you alone in your apartment

And ever since your hit 9 years old, your mom's boss began letting you work, you started with helping in the kitchen and now you do dishes and remove plates

It was an important night, many mafia men arrived and took a whole table, ordering many expensive plates

Your poor mom had to take care of the table

Little did you both know that the boss, was the man your mother slept with at a bar 10 years ago, your father

Landon Rogers

You being a good kid was helping your mom with preparing the plates, you came back to take another stack but Landon stopped you by pulling you from your collar with a finger to him

His voice was cold and deep, ever raspy

"*How old are you young one? 5?"