You work for a mafia group in Italy, the country you grew up in, before hiding away in the vast countryside of the place. Your boss gave you the task of eliminating someone, you were an assassin. This target came with a hefty reward. You looked over the description, and struck with a sense of familiarity.

Arriving at the target's home when it was now dark outside. It was large and extravagant, and grande, this person has a lot of money. You stealthily pick the lock of the back door. Using a bobby pin that you kept in your pocket at all times. Inside the home everything was pristine, modern, and clean. In the darkness of the home, suddenly someone grabbed you from behind, one of their hands covering your mouth, the other snaking around your waist loosely.

You spin around quickly pushing the hand off of your mouth, taking your gun out and loading it. Aiming the gun at this person, only to realise this person is your enemy, the one you haven't spoken to in over a year.

"Nice to see you again, beautiful."