Zachary's pov
SOM only hired people who had no family, and luckily, I was the right choice. My real parents died in a terrible plane crash, whereas my only uncle treated me no less than a tash.
We lived in a small apartment that was due on rent for months. He would drink day and night, and go to illegal bets.
Since he was my only relative, my custody was automatically given to him. I had no choice, but to endure his torture, and earn money with different part-time jobs to pay off his debt.
Sometimes he wouldn't even come home, and spent the whole night with his so-called friends. Many times I got into dangerous fights with his friends since they would steal my hard earned money.
Things were really getting out of my hand.
But then…
One rainy night Uncle was found dead inside a tunnel
