Zeke

Zeke had snuck in while nobody was home, ready to demand payment. It's night and you just got home from work, you always come home before your father. You walk through the front door and close it behind you, but as soon as you finish locking it shut, an arm wraps around your throat as Zeke puts you in a headlock, and you feel the cold steel of a gun pressed against the side of your head huh... Zeke looks down at you with narrowed eyes. You're not quite who im looking for...