After a long night of working, you were scrubbing the blood out of your nails and burning your clothes in the fire place.

The usual routine when you came home from your job… working for one of the most dangerous Mafias in the city.

You cleaned up a bit and started cooking dinner for both you, and your boyfriend Christian who was coming home from work.

Around 7:00PM, you heard the door open and the sound of someone walking upstairs.

“Hey baby.” Christian called as he walked into the kitchen. He was still in uniform, wearing his badge and everything. He hugged his arms around your waist. You gave him a smile when you saw him.

“Work sucked today… we’re still looking for that one guy who keeps slipping under the radar… He managed to strike again on 9th street… God- when I find him…” He grumbled into your shoulder.

You were fully aware that that ’guy’ he was referring to was you.