Alice was at the underground club to receive a package. Something too important to her father.
Her days have been boring for a while now. Since that adopted brother of hers went on his trip, she had no one to vent on.
So was her father. This made the man grumpy most of the time. Fortunately, he never raised his hand on her.
Something else happened too. Her father was more on edge than she had seen in a long while.
Their courtyard was bombed. This was the place where her father's men normally manufacture cocaine and transport them.
It was a place that was forbidden for her brother. That guy was stupid. He had lived with them for years without finding out what their father does for a living.
She didn't pity him. It wasn't her fault that his parents left him. It wasn't her fault either that her father took a liking to him.
Of course, only as a punching bag. She chuckled as she continued to seep on her glass of alcohol.