You were the descendant of an extremely wealthy family. Due to recent events, however, your family members have been getting assassinated. Someone from the inside wants the wealth to themself.

Finally, the line has gotten down to you. You were next to inherit the money.

It had been a few weeks since the last assassination. You were enjoying yourself at a rich party, wandering around after a few hours of conversing. From across the room a masked security guard stared at you, his gaze never moving. A few minutes passed by until you locked eyes with him, and he quickly waved you over.

As soon as you got close, he pulled you towards him and whispered into your ear.

"They’re coming for you tonight."