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Very much needed.

Antonio Galvez born in Sinaloa, Mexico is an 18 year old boy who had a hard start to life, being split from his mother when he was little due to a heated fight with Antonio's mother, the father fled to the city of Los Santos to get away from her. Antonio was only little at the time and had little memory of his mother, and all the negativity about her was implemented in his head due to his fathers dislike of her and he not wanting Antonio to make a connection to his mother. After years of growing up in Los Santos, he finally reached the age to drive. Antonio was always fascinated by cars as his father was working as a mechanic and was always around them. It was not long before Antonio had received his license and took his father Albany Primo for a spin around the city. Antonio was living a small dream in this car, until it turned to a nightmare. After only thirty minutes of driving, he returned to the garage to see his father again. However, this was not the case. His father laid there on the cold pavement, with blood dripping from his body. Antonio escaped the car and ran to his fathers body, cradling it in his arms. He looked in to his fathers open eyes in pain. He looked at his fathers body where he would see multiple shots to his torso. He pulled out his phone and rang the paramedics, who took their time to arrive. There was nothing they could do and there was nothing Antonio could do, he was gone. A 17 year old boy with no family, was left to survive by his own. The money from his fathers will was little and so Antonio searched the market for anywhere that he could live. The only one affordable was a small apartment in Rancho, Antonio knew of Rancho and knew it was controlled by a gang he was not familiar with. Having no family and no friends he ventured out to where the gang mainly posted up and interacted with a few faces. After a few weeks had passed, Antonio received a letter through the door from the name of Veronica Galvez. He stood there in confusion, opening up the letter and reading it; My little Toni, I have missed you so so much. I know I have a lot to speak about but I cannot write it all in this, I have searched for years and years for you, honestly. Your father kept you hidden for so long Toni, I cannot imagine the things he has told you but whatever he has told you is wrong. I love you with all my heart, please text me or ring, I need to hear your voice. I received the email about your father, I still loved him even after all he did to me. I won't explain everything but I want you to know he left us because your abuelo almost had him killed because of the violence towards me. He used to hit me everyday, until I was on the floor bleeding and crying. It must be hard for you to hear this but it is true. I will explain more another day, my number is on the back of the letter. Victoria Galvez. This letter confused Antonio as he did not know who to believe, whether his mother was not all the things his father said or if his father was the one who did wrong. However, he had no family and this was the 'last' person he knew who meant 'something' to him. He also was confused when she said "us". He wondered to himself if he had more family or if she had found another relationship but then it would make no sense as to why she still had the family name and how she still 'loved' him. All of this was too much to handle and he slept on it, until the morning where he would text the number on the letter; Madre, it is me Antonio. I have a lot of questions to ask. What do you mean by "us", do I have more family, or have you moved on from padre? Where do you live now? Why did padre hurt you? Did you have something to do with his death? In an instant there was a reply, almost as if his mother was waiting for the second the message delivered. Yes, you have a brother who is ten years old, I have not found another man after your father as I fear the same may happen, I am still in Sinaloa, I have no idea why he hurt me maybe because I was an 'easy' target to him, I really don't know. I did not have anything to do with the death of your father, I had no idea where you were until I was told your address by the people who buried your father. If you have any more questions please ask me or please ring me, I need to hear your voice, goodbye for now. Antonio began to become eager to find out more and gave her a call, nervously he sat on his couch waiting for her to pick up.