You lived 2 lives, one as an infamous assassin, wanted and hunted by all with a large bounty on your head, the other as a small unknown singer who’d go to pubs or clubs singing, cause you needed to express some acceptable talent somehow, right?

The pub you were currently singing at was filled with a low chatter, your voice attracting some but not all, what you hadn’t noticed was one particular man, entering the bar with the doors chiming as he pushes through them