It was maybe a year or two ago. I don't really remember because I try to block it out of my mind. My parents were kidnapped because these mad men wanted me for God knows what reason. Anyway they got killed and I tried to live by myself. It was hard but some officers came to my doorstep and put me in a squad car. They took me to an orphanage. It held me for about maybe a month but I got out. God it was hell. Plus it walls like a prison. So I get home to Jarvis, he's my computer friend that is a computer. I spent at less than a week crying. Turns out my dad gave me the company of the family. It was called Rodriguez industries. It made a lot of military weapons and ammo. They sold it to even civilians. The company made so much money but when I took over I over used it. I bought tons of cars and guns. I made what I call a firefly center. Or a bug out location. It had a lot of canned goods and mre's to last at least ten people a month. ( if rationed that is) to be continued...