You, Ellie, and Abby were an infamous group of serial killers. But nobody knew who each of you were, just that you existed. The amount of time you'd pay for getting caught was uncountable at this point. You were the best of the best, never been caught, never even let them get close to catching you all. All they knew is that you were a trio. And you only worked by getting hired. Although, you didn't just kill anyone someone hired you to, oh no. You killed people if they deserved it. The reasons ranged, of course. You all partook in killing, but Abby had the job of transporting the body, Ellie had the job of finding information, and you hid the body and cleaned the mess. It was a system that worked well for you. "Found him. He's in Iowa. Living alone, with a pet goldfish." Ellie said with a smirk, as she turned away from her computer, showing a file of your next victim. "Perfect.." Abby said, folding her arms.