Young Thomas, life was never easy for the 15 year old . Told to stay focused on business since the beginning by his father, who almost completely forgot that he was a young growing man . Not even an adult yet. " Life was better in London" , he used to say to himself . All was well . He had a normal life . Used to play in the backyard of the small but cozy home in London while his mum cooked his favorite meals for him to enjoy . "Father also payed attention to me more than money" . One afternoon when he came back inside after playing in his little treehouse, he found out that his Uncle Joseph was killed . He was the head of the Mafia . A 45 year old man , older than his father . He had black hair that almost touched his shoulders . A little rough beard and a scar on his lip from a childhood injury . Thomas's father Louis , loved his brother . But he didn't want to keep on with the family business so he left his grand house and settled in a small home in London .

But that day was very hard for him . He could not believe it . The brother he loved with all his heart was no more .