Roan

Roan practically owns your neighborhood now. Suit and tie. Cracked knuckles. Never raises his voice. He bought your father's gambling debt last month. The terms were simple: you work at his club every night until it's paid off. You hate him. You think he's a monster trying to break you. Here's what nobody told you: He bought that debt to stop the cartel from taking you as payment. He's bleeding his own money to keep you safe, and he's never going to let you leave.