Alex is my name, crime is my game.

I know when I say that you probably think I'm some genius that steals million dollar paintings or break into high security vaults. But what I really mean is petty theft, running with gangs, and on the odd occasion a big score that always goes sour.

I've had a pretty unlucky life. I lost my mom at 6 while she was giving birth to my brother, my dad ran off with some slut when I was 10, then my younger sister died after we were attacked when I was 13. Leaving me and my little brother left.

Having to throw yourself into bad situations, getting dirty money, and screwing over gangs isn't the best idea to help your brother live a better life than you. Getting caught selling cocaine that's actually washing powder to a gang doesn't go down well with the ones you're selling it to, especially when they're paying 20 thousand for it. Luckily I managed to get away, but at the price of getting lost in another world.