I, Layla Hicks, died at the hands of scoundrels on my 16th birthday. My death was tragic. My body was mutilated beyond recognition, dismembered, and scattered in various trash cans throughout the city. Separated from my father and brother by life and death, all that remained of me was a lonely ghost... Before I died, the scoundrels had threatened me arrogantly, saying, "The daughter of police officer Mr. Crawford? Hey, little girl, blame your bad luck. You can blame your father for making a name for himself and cutting into our profits."