Mr. Maverick found himself nestled within the cocoon of his car's plush interior; his mind awash with worry over his daughter's safety when an unfamiliar number lit up his phone screen with an incoming call. His initial reaction was to dismiss it, his instincts on high alert, fearing it could be yet another menacing call from a rival gangster. The mere thought of such a possibility sent shivers down his spine.

"What if they've targeted my mother this time?" He pondered, his hand instinctively ...