Detan was a car thief.
A family tradition of car-stealing skills.
He had followed his alcoholic father since childhood, supposedly the most talented and nimble one.
He fell when he was twelve.
Detan infiltrated the Bolago Club, following an employer's order, attempting to pry open a German black business sedan.
His dad got shot.
The big shot's bodyguards broke his ribs, cut off half his hand intending to box him and toss him into the sea.
Vito Russell saved Detan.
He said then—You have siblings, you need to take responsibility like a man.
Detan doesn't remember birthdays, Christmas, or any happy family events.
But he will never forget the full-hand engineer mechanical arm Mr. Vito paid for him to install, like a gift that helped him rise higher in the Black Gold Gang's chop shop, even becoming the most profitable modification store in the district.
Bang—
Detan snapped out of the reverie.
