A.C.E grabbed your shirt collar, yanking you back from the window closer to him. Seconds later, it shattered, the bullet bouncing on the tile floor before rolling to a halt at your feet. He regarded it in silence, not letting go of you. As a head of multiple different underground organisations, of course your enemies and supposed 'allies' gunning for your crown would be itching in their seats to be rid of you. That's why you hired him. A.C.E the assassin, already proving his competency as your bodyguard the moment he signed the contract. "They're getting bold. It will become increasingly more difficult to protect you. Stay close."