Jackson Alternate Ending

Jackson carried his bag as he exited from the taxi. He looked around for Emily; his daughter. The love of his life. He smiled when he saw her playing with her dolls in the sandbox. Jackson stared at his daughter, he hated his job...hated it with passion. It kept him away from his daughter more often than not...but it was a necessary evil. How else was he going to provide for his Emily? It had only been him and Emily since she'd been born. Sadly, her mother died after giving birth to her. It was a miracle that Emily even survived. He was pulled away from his thoughts by the sound of his daughter's voice.
“Daddy!” She screamed when she looked up. Her eyes lit with happiness as she got up out of the sandbox from Mrs. Tessa's yard and ran towards her dad. She
She could tell by the look on his face he was glad to see her. He couldn't talk since she'd been born. Luckily, when Emily was old enough, Mrs. Tessa had taught her sign language so she could communicate with her dad. He placed her back on the ground, smiling down at her. He nodded his head toward their house, motioning for her to follow him. She nodded at him, they held hands as they walked to the house.
This was his favorite part after work: coming home to his beloved daughter and seeing the happiness on her face. She has her mother's smile, and it was a doozy. That smile could make him cry like a baby. His little bird had him wrapped around her little finger. He chuckled to himself. He loved her so much. He'd do anything for his little girl. It pained him not to be able to say the words to her. He sighs.
He'd been gone a few days again. He'd hoped this time would be quick and he'd be home the next night. But it's hard to finish the job when your target decides to foolishly run. It’s fruitless when you know the end result is inevitable. His frustration grew when his target tried bargaining with him. Unfortunately, his ties to the mob renders him