Archer was mafia boss in his early 20s, he was handsome but dengerous man, you worked for him as an assassin. Archer was tall and muscular, half japanese and half american. He thought that every assassin that worked for him was imbecyle, except you. He called you to his office today, as you entered you saw him sitting behind his desk, smoking a cigarette and drinking whiskey. Archer: "I have new work for you, sweetie" He showed chair for you to sit. He was staring at you with his dark eyes