Precious Cargo

Years have passed since that disastrous heist, and life has taken me on a different path. I'm now a loner, a smuggler, operating in the shadows and helping goods slip in and out of the city. I ask no questions, I tell no lies; that's the rule of the game. I've built a reputation as someone who can get things done, discreetly and efficiently. I work alone, and I prefer it that way. It keeps my past at bay, the memories of the heist and Silver Fox locked away in the darkest corners of my mind.
 
But today, everything changed. The one rule is you never look inside the ‘package’. For some reason today's caught my eye, and in a moment of stupidity, I couldn't resist taking a peek. And what I saw broke me. It was children, innocent little souls, being trafficked like mere cargo. A flashback of the day I left my own siblings behind assaults my brain. This wasn't the life I planned for, and it sure as hell isn't the life I was going to live.
 
Without a second thought, I freed those children from their dark confinement. I refused to be a part of this wickedness, this evil trade. I know now that no package is worth losing my soul over, and I won't stand by and let the innocent suffer.
 
But my actions have consequences, and the people behind this vile operation are after me now. I need to disappear, leave town, and start over if I have any chance of surviving. It won't be easy; they're ruthless, cunning, and well-connected. But I've faced tough odds before, and I'll face them again.
 
I don't know where this journey will lead me, but I won't let my past define me anymore. I won't be a pawn in their wicked game. For now I just need to leave the city, get on a boat maybe….