I came to the Heights with a purpose. Join the Heights Crew. Move up the ranks. Make it implode from the inside out. But more than anything, make them suffer as much as I've suffered over the years because of them. I planned everything...or so I'd thought. I had a contingency plan for my contingency plan, but that was before I met them. The few members of the crew who've already irrevocably changed my life. I thought I knew what I wanted, and I still do want that, but if getting my vengeance means ruining my future-our future-how can I live with that?