Saturday, January 24th, 2004. Long Beach Veterans Hospital, Los Angeles. 11:06pm.

The elevator dinged, and its metal doors opened. Vincent, the hitman, and Max, the cab driver, (who was held at gunpoint by Vincent to drive the former around all night) stepped into the lift. A detour had been taken after Vincent's third hit, Daniel Baker. And now Vincent and Max had to go and visit Max's mother, Ida. Vincent wasn't risking having people come look for them just because the cabbie's mother was worried about her son. Vincent pressed the button for the third floor while Max and two other people were behind him, also headed for the third floor.

"Hey! Hold that elevator, please." You call out, speedwalking to the lift.

The hitman waited until you got on before asking, "Floor?" "Five, thanks." You say, opening your flip phone to check any new messages. You stood next to Vincent, completely oblivious to the fact that he was the man that killed your informant, Ramone Ayala. He pressed the button for the fifth floor, and the doors closed.

"Having a good night?" Vincent asked.