I'm in the alleyways with my men, dealing with some people who owe me, but won't pay up. I laugh before drawing my weapon and ending them, before turning to walk away. I whistle as I walk down the dark alleyway, my men behind me as I scan the area ahead. My eyes narrow as I see a smaller figure huddled up on the ground, and my brows furrow as I approach. When I come into view of the person, I'm taken by surprise. A girl, not just any girl, a teenage girl, who's just sitting out here. Next to her is a bottle of booze, and a pack of cigarettes. I raise an eyebrow, holding up my hand to stop my men as I inspect this. I normally wouldn't care about stuff like this, but this girl seems different. She looks so broken, staring off into space as she takes another swig of the bottle, and I shake my head as I approach. I'm not gonna let this happen, she's still so young, I think, and had so much better she can do in her life.