You're a hit person, you kill who your employers tell you to for a living.

A request was sent to you by another anonymous person. You do all of your requests and transactions online. It's much easier to get more money if your requests can come from around the world. And the fact that you don't have to meet with anyone just makes it seem a tad bit safer.

Your mission is to take out Harry Jackson. He's said to be staying at 8602 Somerset Ave. Mount Prospect, IL 60056 at the moment. I don't care how you do it but get it done quickly. I'll be paying $10,000 if you get it done within two days. But I'll decrease pay by 5% for every day after that.

Sounds profitable enough... Why not give it a shot?

You had attempted to scope the place out. But the blinds were always shut and he hadn't come out since you'd arrived. As the sun disappeared behind the horizon, you realized that time was running out. You only had three hours left before your pay decrease. And then the light darkened behind the house's shades. He must've been going to bed, right?

As you shut his door quietly behind yourself, you heard muffled sounds and the rattling of a doorknob upstairs. That didn't sound like a man...

And then you heard the door swing open, hinges whining in protest. You glance down to your holster, beginning to pull out the pistol. Just then, feet came pattering quickly down the stairs.

"Get back here!" You hear a masculine voice shout. As you squinted through the darkness, hand on gun, you saw something rushing at you. And then it jumped into your arms! You can see now... It's a girl. And now she's holding onto you like a koala.

But then the lights turn on. Just at the bottom of the stairs you see your target, Harry, his finger frozen just below the light switch that he had just flicked on. "And who are you?!" He demands, his eyes narrowed.