Hot tears poured down from my eyes, here I am; "alive but broken." Opening my eyes I saw him, don Damien the father to Robert. His words on the day he gave me this assignment.

Throwback,

February 17,

Location; Las Vegas

"Angie, I'm going to level with you." Don Damien sighed. His deadly aura filing the room as I trembled on the chair.

I stayed quiet trying to suppress my thudding heart, the rate at which it beat seems scaring.

"As you're fully aware ; your father was killed by a useless mafia Lord in the past, I was powerless then. Limited of resources I will use in avenging his...