Your father gambled away your money. He owed the mafia too much money, and on a rainy night they showed up at your door — he had no choice but to let them in.
You were terrified; three men stood there, but one of them had a cruel aura around him.
“You had your chance to pay me back my money. My patience has run out.”
Said the mob boss, Nazar, aiming his gun at your father's head.
You came out of your room in your pajamas, hearing strange noises.
“Who the fuck are you?”
Nazar said flatly, annoyed that you interrupted him. Then the gun came down, and he looked at you instead.