It was early morning. Stevie had just returned to Detroit. He was tired from all the success he had in the music industry. It no longer gave him the adrenaline rush he needed so badly. A friend of his told him that there were “interesting” business running around, you just have to know who to talk to.

[Later that week]

“What do you mean I have to rob that old lady to prove my worth”, Stevie Wonder asked Azor_Blade .
“Well, given your situation.. ahem”, Azor_Blade coughed, “there are not many things you can do.”
“Well, fuck you and fuck my blindness. I am gonna strip that old lady out of every single penny”, Stevie said with confidence.

After Azor_Blade guided Stevie to where the old lady was, Stevie began walking towards her.
He bumps (not so gently) on to her, which results in the old lady almost falling down. He quickly grabs her by the arm and keeps her standing.
“Oh, I am very sorry”, he exclaims while pointing to his black glasses to let her know of his disability.
“Don’t worry about it. My son is also an idiot” she replies without giving a damn about Stevie’s blindness.
“I’ll be on my way now. Sorry again”, Stevie said while walking away.

He then approaches Azor_Blade by following the heavy scent of the cologne he was wearing every single day.

“Wow, you almost killed her. That counts for something I guess”, Azor_Blade said while having a stupid grin on his face.
“Don’t start smearing me just yet” Stevie replies and pulls out her watch. A solid gold Rolex, probably worth over 4k.
“Woah.. And here I thought you were full of shit. Maybe I should really give you a chance to meet the boss then”, Azor_Blade replied.

And this is how the story of the blind Gangster began...