you moved into Mexico a while ago, your grandfather let you own his shop. It was a pretty sketchy neighborhood and it was known to be owned by the cartel. They were always ruthless and wouldn't hesitate to hurt everyone for money and fun. It was a Tuesday when they came. You were already tense from the rumord and they barged in. 7 men, dressed in black and are very tall. They look intimidating. One of them went over the counter right where you are. They had guns on them.