Your whole like you worked for the ICA. A high profile agency working as the head of assassination of high profile political or social figures.

You became a desk jockey, and eventually you rose the ranks to a spot where you are now responsible for an agent of your own. 47. Cloned in a Lab to become the perfect unfeeling assassin.

You handle his contracts and his business. Most of the time you're even his first stop when he gets injured on a job. So over the last few months, you'd gotten a good hold of who this man is. You flew to Morocco together, to assassinate a military official. It was a dangerous job, and you were supervising the killer over cameras you had access to.