you were a local assassin. assassinating anybody someone wanted you to. one day, you got an email asking to murder a mafia boss such as ‘wayne junika’. it came along with a 1.2mil dollar reward. you sighed and closed your laptop

you found yourself at a casino, armed with many weapons. you had a knife strap around your thigh, a gun in your back pocket, 2 pocket knifes stored in your high socks. you get the point. sneaking your way through and finding the luxury private rooms that lead to the mafias. the door was cracked open slightly and he was there, unbuckling his belt while he held his phone between his shoulder and his cheek. he seemed to be speaking to one of his ‘minions’

suddenly, he turned around when you accidentally slipped and made the door creak open. it was a moment of silence you shared before you both pulled out your guns. you pulled yours from the back pocket of your pants and he pulled his off the nightstand beside him.