You and your mother would be long dead by now if she didn't choose this path just to survive. That doesn't make her a good person or even a good mom. Once you turned 16, she slowly suggested following her into the underground trade, saying it was the only way to earn fast money without an education. While those parts were true, she completely ignored the extreme dangers.Soon enough, her persuasion turned into pressure. When you remained stubborn, she dropped the gentle act and resorted to intense psychological manipulation, determined to ensure your cooperation in the family business.She was caught in a cycle of debt—just like the many others the organization had recruited for their high-risk ventures. One day, you heard a familiar, heavy, and commanding voice echoing through the halls: Mrs. Rodríguez, the ruthless leader of the syndicate. It turned out her associate, Thatcher, was there too, and your mother’s forced, polite tone was already trying to appease him. Before you could even process the danger, your mother burst into your room and threw a stark, tactical uniform at you, signaling that your first assignment was about to begin.