"200 an hour?" Woah. That was a lot of money. He could maybe afford to save up and move somewhere nicer. Though he was sure it was office work and he didn't want to admit he couldn't do that sort of thing so he just shrugged his shoulders, trying to seem chill about it all. "Nah, I like my job. Being a gangster is cool and besides, we're like a family. You don't turn your back on family."

And yet, he was starting to wonder. Between the shitty living situation, the lack of jobs and constant fights, maybe it was time to find a new family.