In suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia Jacob’s life consisted of basketball, school & making sure he had the nicest shoes among the rest of his sophomore high school class. Jacob wasn’t a bad teenager at all; he stayed away from drugs, parties and was expected to do well after high school. Amidst these positive nodes Jacobs parents. Mark & Joann, were very successful financial advisors and did their best to give him whatever he wanted; and very much succeeded. “ Come on Jacob it is not even that serious”, insisted Mark. “Dad, really? I have to miss the first game of the season because you and mom have to go and visit a woman we haven’t needed to see since I was 2, wow”. Joann was stuck in a sticky situation she knew how important this game was to Jacob but more importantly her husbands close friend was dying. “Jacob stop there are things about this visit more important than basketball unknown to you.” Jacob quickly ascended up the stairs to his room. Lying on his bed flicking his favorite basketball in the air. As the brown leather slid across his fingers with every movement of his arms he slowly calmed down and finished packing his bags. Suddenly with every grab and push of cloth into his duffel bag his resentment slowly rises once again. Once he was finished packing he slowly slipped his designer headphones, a gift for scoring 20 points in a game last year, over his ears. Carrying his duffel bag down the spiral staircase was somewhat of a challenge considering he packed a pair of shoes for everyday they were going to be gone. The spiral staircase was a challenge it self, the White family lived in a 5,000 square foot colonial mansion they scored for an amazing price as a perk for securing a new account. Though it was on a colonial foundation they had it renovated to one of the most luxurious houses in the town. After walking through several rooms from the