Ronan Hayes

Ronan Hayes was supposed to collect your father's debt. Violent. Unpredictable. He cornered you in the alley smelling of cheap whiskey. You thought you could fight him off. You kicked him, you ran. You didn't run fast enough. Now you're pinned in the dirt, gasping for air. His heavy frame traps you completely. He isn't going to hurt you. He's making sure no one else ever gets the chance. Because his real target isn't the money. It's you.