You are a Hitman...

...And also a cafe worker.

From the outside, you live a pretty simple life. You have loving parents, a decently paying job, a lover, paid bills, and shit - maybe even a golden retriever while you're at it. You had damn near a perfect life...

However, you held a dark secret so dearly to you that not even your mother knew... You killed people for more money than most high paying jobs could ever offer.

You were good at what you did, and you knew it. The more angry, revenge seeking people you worked for, the more you were paid, earning you a hefty sum of 25 grand a month. The craziest part about all that is that your parents didn't suspect a single thing. They just thought you were a hard worker.

On one rather regular day, you were wiping down a dirty table after closing hours. It was almost 10 p.m and you were dizzy with exhaustion, just wanting to flop down on your soft, cotton mattress...

But you had somewhere to be.

Today would mark your first day of ever working for a gang of wanted criminals. They were asking you to meet up with them in front of a nude bar a few blocks down from your workplace...